I stare at Victoria again paying attention to the details of her body now. She is thin. I myself have a slim body, but not as thin as Victoria's. She is wearing the same dress she and Tara fought over . How did I not notice it before?
Anyways, it looks great on her; I doubt it would have looked as good on me. She is the perfect woman for Frank.
But what I don't understand is why Frank had to trick me into marrying him when he has a girl already. And when I think of the way he acted towards her the day we were married, I am more confused. Nothing makes sense at all.
"Miss, umm....Am I free to call you by your name?" Victoria smiles a fake one at me as she asks me in with a smile.
"My dear daughter, you are very considerate even to servants. Of course you can use her name." Mrs. Whita
