ADELE’s POV
Okay! What is going on? I feel ambushed! Were they both waiting for me to come out of the house? They kept staring at me like they wanted me to give them the go-ahead to speak, but I was not in the mood for any of that.
“Miss Adele, hello, I am..”
“What are you doing at this party? Aren't you a child, and too small for this kind of party?”
“At least I am wise enough to know that you don't cut a person off while speaking!”
The younger lady said to Tessa, and I was so impressed by her bravery!
“Whose kid are you?”
Tessa asked, but the girl rolled her eyes and turned back at me.
“Miss Adele, or would you rather I call you Mrs Armando?”
“Whichever one suits you, my love”
I said and smiled at the lady.
“My name is Debora, and my father is one of the men who works for you
