"Must you always?" She gritted out the words in frustration. "If you think that I am going to betray you you better think that it would be death."
"Oh?" He taunted, "Death?"
She nodded stood up. Stepping closer she stared into his eyes, "yes, in fact from now on why don't you sleep with one eye open since I am out to kill you."
Tsking she went out of the room. Maybee, she had an inkling of who did it.
But then, she turned around immediately to ask him and saw the door closing and from that small distance, she saw him taking off the picture frames and a sa—
"Madam?" Agatha walked to her hurriedly. "It's the kids. Bella Rosa. . .hit someone."
Her brows shot up. "Rosie did?!" She couldn't hide her shock.
Agatha nodded. "She. . .was not happy with something and said that her father would take care of it."
Oh, that's it. She barged into his office and saw him placing a few files where the safe was in the place of the framed art.
