CHLOE

Charlotte's face turned red immediately. That little brat just called her grandma? She opened her mouth to trade words with the red headed beauty standing in front of her but just then, her mind clicked back in place. She remembered that SHE was there on a Mission. She had to keep her cool or regret her actions in jail for the rest of her life.

"Good morning," Charlotte started again, determined to get on her good side this time. "My name is Martella Robinson and I want to discuss a business deal with you. It's a little bit private so if you don't mind, can you tell your friends here to leave us?"

"My workers not my friends," the red head corrected and turned to face the girls. "Come on girls. You all have worked very hard all day. You've earned yourself an hour. Go get some rest." The girls filed out in two's and the red head turned to Charlotte.

"You were saying something grandma?" the red head turned to Charlotte.