Chapter 38: IT’S TOO LATE CHRISTIAN
The Adkins main mansion was alive again as maids moved around as always, keeping things back in order, especially after the huge celebration last night.
The celebration had been about Chris and Ariana, hosting more than 100 elite guests at their mansion. It’s unfortunate that Ariana couldn’t be at the party. She was busy serving her punishment in the dungeon.
Over in the dining room, the rectangular table was filled with different dishes to its brim. Abby and May still had their grim expression.
It seems they have both woken up by the wrong side of the bed today. Even if both women had spent hours bathing through the night, they still felt dirty.
The stench of Osvaldo’s urine and the salty taste of it was still imprinted in their heads. He had spilled everything on them, smiling as he did it as if he enjoyed it.
Of course, he enjoyed it.
He did it before the maids in the mansion, everyone laughed at them. Abby clenched her hands into a fist. She’d never let this slide, Penelope must pay for this.
"Good morning Mother, Aunt May. How was your night?" Chris pegged his mother’s cheek and walked over to his seat.
"Good morning Father, Uncle David." He greeted both his father and father-in-law. Both men looked normal, compared to the women.
"Good morning Chris," David responded.
"What’s so good about this morning David?" Maybelline cried out like a wronged child. She’s the same as her daughter. Sweet and innocent facade, behind a demon.