Ann's mischief.

Well, after the viral video and message of Ann Reynolds at the auction house with the lost, or...let's say, stolen golden bracelet went viral, she had to come back home to try clear up things which was almost impossible.

Ann, once the envy of her peers, now found herself ostracized, a pariah in high society. The disdain of her former friends pierced her like thorns, and she felt as though she had turned into a ghost within her own life.

Who could bear to associate with a family thief?

And now, the whistleblower who was Melissa was just Infront of her, in the some cafe with her, she felt suffocated. And for the fact that the lady they once kicked out of their family is now becoming papular, and more respected

It sucks, right!

Yeah.., that's how she felt.

Ann clenched her teeth in anger. In the past, she used to peek at Melissa because of her unknown origin. And now, she feels so irritating around her.

Burst of envy and anger surged through her, and with gritted teeth, she stood up, marching towards the café manager, determined to expel Melissa once again. She got up and went to find the manager.

All the guests who come to the cafe, always have a reservation and we're always, influencial persons, so when he heard the commotion, he quickly rushed to check it out.

"Am truly sorry..., Ms Reynolds!"

Ann was so pissed each time she glanced at Melissa that she felt like kickin' her a*s out to relieve her wrath.

Are you going to let that interloper stay in here? She's beneath us!" Ann barked, her voice sharp. We're your VIPs, ain't we? You better kick that b*tch out of here, or else!"

The manger turned around to see who Ann was talking about. Only to be shocked as his gaze fell on Mr Matteo Smith. Who doesn't know who he is in town?

Then he glanced at a brown skinned lady with golden long hair next to him with a faint smile.

With immediate effect, the manager rushed to welcome them as he bowed to greet.

" Welcome, Mr Smith. Your table is ready, this way please..."

Ann's face Changed instantly, as she glanced at Matteo Smith. A trace of amusement flashed across her eyes, but when she saw him holding Melissa in a protective way, she frown in dissatisfaction.

" Hey! Didn't you hear me? I said gat her out, before l get you fired too."

Maria sized Melissa with distainand echoed on the side.

" Yeah.., she should take a look at herself in the mirror! How dare you show your face in here Melissa? Is it after you got yourself a Suger daddy? A shameless woman who was kicked out of Reynolds family doesn't have any right to show up in here."

Matteo's oppressive aura was over whelming. " Kicked out of Reynolds family? Your ability to twist stories is very impressive, mum! It's a pity that the Reynolds family exsist with psychopaths like you." He snapped, his voice wavering between rage and disbelief.

Gazing at the people Melissa lived with for five years a rose a lot of questions in his mind, he imagined the kind of suffering his little sister had gone through for that long time with the Reynolds.

Maria panicked, her face turned red with anger, as she glanced at the manager and ordered. " And what are your still doing here? I said, don't want to see them!"

The manager was stack in the middle, he didn't want to offend both parties, but at the moment, he had to choose on. He bowed his head decisively and said. " The smith family is one of the major shareholders in this cafe, if your not contented with their presence, then you can leave."

For a moment, time seemed to stop, as Maria and Ann Reynolds were stupefied and their expression kept changing. Melissa kept chuckling as he gazed at the Reynolds.

Then she turned to Matteo. " Let's just ignore them, after all it's just a meal, so there's no need to impasse." She then turned to the two ladies . " You two, l have something to tell you. So you can wait for me here, when am done, l will come."

At that moment Maria and Ann were bewildered, " how dare she command us? Ann sneered.

Yet, curiosity gnawed at Ann. What could Melissa possibly want to tell her? After a considerable amount of time, an impulsive suggestion from her mother Maria, led them to remain and wait for Melissa to return.

The two ladies sat for almost two hours before Melissa slowly walked up to them. Pulled the chair and sat.

Maria and Ann weren't bother by her new lifestyle at that moment.

"Atleast, your still self aware. Our family won't get bothered whether you new catch is a sugar daddy or not, as long as your not with my brother. Luckily, he never fancied you, so if l decide to vanish you right now, he won't be bothered ." Ann snorted coldly.

Melissa looked at her and smiled, her eyes where different as she spoke. " Then what do you want?

"How about this, my shoes is a bit dusty, how about you clear them, then beg for forgiveness. But, only if you service them well, besides that's what suits you, Melissa!"

With her eyebrows raised , Ann snorted at Melissa coldly as she lifts her leg up for Melissa to clean the shoes.

that moment, Melissa's eyes sparkled with an enigmatic mischief. She summoned a waiter, ordering a bottle of water and a tissue. Ann sat comfortably a waiting for her to kneel down and clean her shoes that weren't even dusty.

Soon the waiter come with what was ordered by Melissa.

" Here mam! He said.

Melissa carefully placed them on the table , then headed out.

" Ann just a moment." She said.

The ineffable thrill hung in the air as she returned, a little bag of sand discreetly cradled in her other hand.

As she knelt down—a gesture uncharacteristic of the former Reynolds' dynamics—she pretended to wipe Ann's shoes with the tissue. Instead, she sprinkled the sand upon them, letting it slide down with water, grounding the finely polished veneer of Ann's luxurious lifestyle.

By that time, Ann who was busy sipping wine with her head up felt a chill in her leg that caught her attention.

As soon as she looked down her legs , they were so dirty with mud allover her lags, her scream echoed in the whole cafe hall.

" Wha..t.....f*ck! "

" Oh..., no... Ann! it's my work to service you, your so dirty...., gosh! Let me clean it up."

Ann sat still as she awaits Melissa to clean up the mud she place on her legs but instead, Melissa picked the medium size bottle of water, and poured on her head.

Ann felt a chill over her head, damage looked up in disdain as she hooked her thin lips.

"Tsk..tsk

" My bad..., l just wanted to clean the mud that had blocked your medulla oblongata, making you to think like a hypocrite." Melissa chuckled as water flowed down to Ann's expensive attire.