The two ladies who did her hair and makeup stared at each other with confusion.
"Are you not his wife?" Angel asked, her mouth wide open.
Nina forced a smile and turned to the lady who had just walked in. "Do you work here?" She asked, but the lady shook her head in dismissal.
"I was just an informant delivering a message to you."
"Okay, what message, and where did you come from?" Nina asked, staring at her with keen eyes.
"I work in Mr. Hayes' home, so I have a clue about everything that happened between you and Phoebe on that day," she said, pausing to swallow a lump in her throat.
"Really?" Nina sat up and focused on the lady.
"What is the development?" She asked.
"You have to be vigilant because Phoebe is threatening to hurt you over what happened," she snapped, her expression straightforward.
"How did you find out about this?"
"I overheard her making those threats before her brother left for somewhere I have no clue about," the lady answered.
