“Yes mistress”

“Where were you yesterday?” Melo questioned, still shooting daggers at Gova. The scared girl shivered and fiddled with her fingers, trying her best not to look suspicious.

“Um… I went to the flower shop” she answered, her gaze fixed on the floor.

“Really? And after that?”

“No where mistress”

“Liar!!” Melo fired, Gova flinched.

“I saw you Melo, I saw you leaving from the old warehouse” she revealed and Gova gasped. She wasn't expecting to be caught.

“Now you better listen to me, you little twerp, keep your nose out of my business, don't meddle in affairs that do not concern you. Make sure nobody else hears this,...