A Devious Plan

Restraining Anya and taking her surroundings under control without her permission was the worst thing one could do to her.

She was itching to punch Casper Matthews in the face while sitting in the green room, at the backstage of the auditorium. 

She was losing her control and failing to keep her composure which was worrying the two being next to her.

Forcing a faint smile on her face, she tried to unburden her friend who left all the work to be her support, "Don't worry, Krystie."

Then she carried her darling son and placed him on her lap. "Why does my baby have frowns?" She gently massaged his temples to loosen his tight brows.

Well, the two in front of her knew she was faking it. Krystle knew Anya wasn't scared of the stage or her seminar but something was bothering her. 

Zane cupped his mother's face, and asked her directly, "Momma, what happened?"