Chapter 19 EVERYTHING IS A DISASTER

Miss Swan is sitting on a big chair similar to a throne and the way she sits firmly at it, she looks not any lesser than a queen who is ready to rule her kingdom.

“Come here, Tessa.” She gestured for me to come closer. I brace my heart and then walk towards her, curious about what she needs to talk with me about.

I sit on the sofa beside her, Miss Ann picks up a phone that is placed neatly at the side table and calls someone, “Come to my room.”

I wait patiently and soon an old woman who looks the same as my mother’s age comes over and bows down her head respectfully to us both, “Miss Celine, meet Andrew’s bride, Tessa.”

The woman greets me politely, “Hello.”