Sarah broke her gaze from Dolly's evil ones and for some time, it alternated between Steffan who was sleeping soundly under the bewitching hands of Dolly and her husband who was seeking her opinion from the look in his eyes.
Seeing the challenging look dolly was still giving her, Sarah suddenly made up her mind.
What was there to be afraid of? Although she couldn't deny that Dolly was actually good at her job, she was not the only person who can treat her son. So she had no right to hold the family to ransom because of a few massages, so she spoke up.
"My son remembered the wonderful time he had with his fiancée, that was why he was agitated. I guess he was too overwhelmed by the happiness it brought to him. Are you satisfied now?" She sneered, pushing her chin forward in a defiant pout.
While still maintaining a professional smile on her face, Dolly said,
