'Cousin? finally she knows how to talk to her elders.' Mandy thought.
Satisfied with the way that Lina called her, she forgot about Wade's anger and went back to the bag in her hand.
"Aunt, does your daughter have a problem with understanding our language? I heard that you guys stayed abroad for many years." He asked with concern.
"No, dear. Why do you ask?" Lucille answered him like the proper and elegant woman that she was.
"Then how come she's still opening my bags? When I thought I made it clear before, didn't I?" He innocently asked.
Mandy who had thought that her father had ordered these for her, froze at what he said.
"What are you trying to say?" She asked with a bewildered expression.
He looked at her like she was a three year old and repeated his words.
"That bag" He pointed at the one in her hands.
"Is mine!" He pointed to himself.
"So please put it down." He pointed at the couch from where she had picked it up.
