Ruth's smile faded as Ella spoke. "You're afraid of losing Mister Alfonso, aren't you?" Ella asked softly. "He's your jackpot - handsome, wealthy, and still sought after. But you're the lucky one."
Ruth remained silent, her emotions clear. Ella continued, observing Ruth closely.
"You're drooling over my husband. Just drool like the rest," Ella quipped with a smirk. "Because he's mine."
Ruth remained silent, a soft smile tugging at her lips. Something caught Ella’s eye for a moment, but she didn’t think about it much.
After a short time, she was done measuring Ruth’s body. “Make sure your work will not reflect negatively on my image,” Ruth said.
“Why?” was a question that hung in the air, accusatory. The words, which were filled with shock, broke the silence. Ella asked, “You don’t tru
