NOBODY'S POV
"I trusted you to handle this well," a woman dressed in a black penciled skirt, a black tailored suit and black stilettos was standing by a long window overlooking the city as she sipped a glass of wine. Her brown with grey streaks hair was delicately styled in a French plait, outlining her middle aged smooth face that was padded in minimal makeup.
The other lady standing next to her was a younger copy of her. Blonde hair that was curly and brushed down her shoulders, a pretty face with small extremely painted red lips and a white corporate dress that showed off her curves. She folded her arms before her as she spoke.
"I did everything I could, mom. But I guess I undermined her intelligence. She's grown to be smarter than I thought." The girl said. "I thought the wedding w
