Not Yudisthira Salman's Rival

Mrs. Esther Melody's apartment, Manhattan.

Mrs. Esther Melody was laughing to herself in the living room.

"Why Mom?" Evie Melody was confused.

"I saw the new rich madam!" replied Mrs. Esther Melody, not stopping laughing.

"Who?!"

"Mathilda!"

"Huh! She's mother's rival?!" Evie is spontaneous.

"Evie...watch your mouth!" Mrs. Esther Melody's laughter turned to anger. Evie Melody made him emotional.

"Sorry, mom...sorry!" Evie Melody was sorry.

Mrs. Esther Melody sneered,

"Evie you have to remember. I never competed with her. She wasn't my level. She liked the trash I threw out. She was nothing more than a cockroach that likes to get into other people's neighborhoods. I don't know what to call that destructive woman. Now Jacob Mikail received his karma. He paid for his actions. He was humiliated by that classless wife!"

Mrs. Esther looked back at her cell phone.

Her emotions subsided.