ENDLESS TEARS
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Who are you and what are you doing standing there?" she asked on raised voice. I fixed her with an angry glare.
"I think there is a better place to carry out your impropriety rather than the sitting room" I retorted.
She stood from Corper's leg, with her hands on her hips. "Are you mad?" she yelled then turned to Corper. "Alex, what is the meaning of this? Who the hell is she and..." she turned to run her eyes up and down my body. Anger seemed to flare. "...And how come you got a new maid without informing me?"
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