"Oh, you are-"
Mirabel looked surprised at the sight of the immaculately and professionally dressed young lady. She was in perfectly tailored beige office trouser suit. It looked modest, but she still looked as beautiful and sexy as the first day Mirabel had met her back on Trimshaw Island and in the manor.
She was in flat shoes but still looked as tall. Her brown hair had been brushed out of her face and held in a tight bun at the back of her hair, which had placed extra emphasis on her face and beautiful doe-eyes.
The young lady walked forward and offered a slight bow,
"Hello, and nice to meet you again, Mrs Trimshaw. I am Sandy Waters and reporting for work today."
