Nia Mitchell was packing in her Bedroom when she seemed to hear a noise downstairs.
Darn it, she might have forgotten to close the door earlier. Could it be someone…
No way, no way. This is an upscale villa; the neighborhood is incredibly safe.
She assumed it was a misperception, but she indeed heard the CLICK-CLACK sound of high heels.
Just as Nia was about to open the Bedroom door to check, it was suddenly flung open.
Mrs. Hampton stood behind the driver. When she saw Nia Mitchell in the room, she was instantly consumed by rage!
This little wench dared to come here, scaring her half to death earlier. Remembering her state just now made her feel utterly humiliated.
"Nia Mitchell! How did you break in? Very well, you dare to trespass into a private residence!"
Mrs. Hampton pushed aside the driver in front of her and angrily rushed over, intending to hit Nia with her handbag.
Had this been the past, she would certainly not resist and even try to reason with her calmly.
