Writer's POV

"Mother" Isabella called out to an old whose was still not visible cause her face was cover with a very thick close that one could hardly see her face.

"What brings you here Isa?" She asked unhappily.

"Mother, i need your help. Someone is trying to spoil my plans and....."

"Do you wanna put us in trouble? How many times have i told you not to visit in daytime?" She queried.

"Mother, I'm always cautious. You don't have to worry about me" Isabella defended.

"So what do you need this time?"

"I just need a portion to kill her slowly anf painfully" she answered with an evil smirk....