Inside Margaret's mansion, every worker in the house was seen looking at the madam like a mad person as the woman displayed her unladylike attitude.
"Why can't the bastard just die!" She yelled, throwing things across the room and the workers shivered in fear anytime the woman swung things across the room.
The workers were all scared about what the woman was angry about in the first place. She has been that way ever since she received a call some minutes ago. The house has not experienced peace ever since then.
"Why does he keep getting into my face and why did he not just disappear!" Margaret screamed and the veins in her neck was bulging out. She really looks scary at the moment.
"Why is it so hard to get rid of him?" Margaret screamed and she slumped on the ground with her breathing irregular.
