"Why do I have to make things difficult for Alicia?" Paige asked with a furrowed brow.
Louis replied in a monotone voice, "Cause that's just who you are, Mom."
Paige didn't say anything back. Instead, she hung up the phone and opened up text, sending Louis her location. Then she handed her phone back to Alicia and laughed to herself. "That little punk thinks I'm trying to mess with you? Do I look like the devil to you or what?"
Alicia remembered Paige's icy stare she gave Madelyn at the Hermes store. It was impressive, but since it was directed at Madelyn, Alicia felt nothing but satisfaction and admiration.
"No, you're my angel," Alicia replied, flashing a grin.
Paige's anger quickly dissipated, replaced by joy. "You got a way with words, don't you? That little punk Louis is making his wife running away, and I'm just trying to help him make it right. But no, he's too blind to see a good person when he's biting them in the butt like a rabid dog."
