"It's done, Mother." Zara plopped down on the sofa beside her mother.
The older woman straightened and gazed intently at her face.
"Are you sure this will work? We can't afford to make mistakes now. Is he going to fall for it?" She questioned, worry swirling in her eyes.
"There's no way he won't fall for it. I might have doubts if this were any other woman. But this one, I'm certain. She's perfect." Zara answered, full of confidence in her job.
Mrs. Anthony let out a sigh and relaxed her back against the backrest. She had meticulously put this plan together after thinking about everything Cozan said that day, but didn't know how to execute it.
She couldn't be any more grateful for Zara, who had not only understood her concern but had offered to execute the plan. Now, all they had to do was wait.
"I wanted to ask, Mother. How are you sure she is ovulating right now?" Zara threw a question that had been bugging her for a while.
