CHAPTER 9

　　"who's this woman? Why is there so much jealousy in her eyes when staring at me?" Bethel thought.

　　Anna stood rooted on the stairs,she had finally come face to face with bethel and she couldn't help but wonder why a woman will carry the beauty of several women.

　　She's the reason Harry wouldn't be needing her service anymore.

　　The more she stared at Bethel,the more jealousy ran in her veins.

　　She maintained a straight face as she walked down the stairs.

　　"And you're?"she questioned.

　　Bethel snapped her head back to Anna,she looked at her properly from head to toe,starting from the expensive jewelries she had on,her short revealing gown and the expensive make up she had on her face like she is attending a party.

　　She had thought the woman was Harry's mistress or wife.

　　Her dress spoke of wealth.

　　"Am Bethel"she spoke immediately and stood up.