Mrs. Steele stepped down the stairs with a smug look on her face. It was finally time to meet with her long, lost and awaited step-daughter. Their eyes connected and a triumphal smile ushered its way through her face.
“ Trouble in paradise?” She corked an eyebrow and took a seat. Emma held a permanent scowl,
“ I see you haven’t changed.” Emma remarked curtly, her tone took her by surprise.
“ I see you’ve grown teeth.” Mrs Steele raised her hand and a glass of water was brought to her, “ What do we owe to this...unscheduled visit?”
“ Don’t act dumb. Take responsibility for what you did.”
“ I think you are mistaken." She circled the tip of her cup, “ This is my house and I will not be disrespected. If you are here to do so, I suggest you leave.”
“ Take the pictures down!”
Mrs. Steele let out a short laugh, “ Leave us.”
It didn’t take a soothsayer for the employees around to scramble away, giving the women some much needed privacy. Mrs. Steele got up on her feet;