“She’s dead.” Trishia’s words made her shocked.
Though she hated Alice Meyer, she never wished her ill.
Arabella couldn’t believe it but knowing Trishia, she doubted her.
“What do you mean?” Arabella just hoping at this time that Trishia was not telling the truth.
“Well… if you tell me first your story about Bill Sky, I might give you what you want.” Trishia’s eyes were playful.
Arabella knew she was up for something.
“Oh no, dear! I know you so well. I can’t trust you.” Arabella said directly as she only had one thought at the back of her mind, ‘like father like daughter’ and she knew how cunning Trishia was.
