Minions of Rachel?

Interesting. I thought, taking another bite of the chocolate bar, the last one actually.

My stomach grumbled when I was done, but I ignored it and stood up from the chair. I was done hearing them speak.

I walked to the dustbin that was just next to the door, and dropped the wrap inside.

“But to be honest, she might not go with the idea. As a matter of fact, she hasn’t responded to any of my texts since yesterday, or is it only me?”

I paused, wanting to hear this.

“Not at all. I think the queen might have confiscated her phone, or she just doesn’t...