Mrs Wilfred, who should be with her husband, was seen entering the Clinton mansion. To her, securing the fortune in the mansion was more important. Once she was sure that there was indeed a fortune in there, she would then know what to do with her husband's body, she thought.
As she entered the compound, she was met with resistance; the servants wouldn't let her in.
"How dare you stop me from going in?!" she fumed.
"Mrs. Clinton prohibited anyone from the Wilfred family from entering her home," said Rachael with a stoic and unfriendly look in her eyes.
"Hah!" the woman laughed unamused and pointed at the inside, "the house is mine now, so scram!"
"Madam didn't tell us such a tale. You should leave now before she comes back, otherwise, you might regret stepping on her property."
"How dare you threaten me?!"
"Rachael, who is there?" Asked, Aunt Maya as she made her way into the living room from the kitchen.