UNFORESEEN THREATS

Derrick watched as Lila's smile gradually faded at the mention of her resemblance to Mishell.

Seeing that he was beginning to get suspicious of her, Lila fixed her innocent eyes on him with furrowed brows as though in deep confusion.

"M...I...shell? Who is she? Plus, the name sounds familiar!” She claimed.

“You know her, right?” Derrick replied immediately with a light grin on his face.

“Is she your sister? Or your aunt? Or, is she your mother? Is she,”

“Hey—hey—hey! Calm down.” Lila interrupted his speech, pressing her hands in the air to calm him down.

“Who is the lady to you, and why are you so obsessed...