She Can’t Cook

“Welcome young Mrs. Riordan,” the servants greeted Anna with their heads down as she walked into the Riordan's ancestral mansion, her eyes scrutinizing the large living room for any trace of her mother-in-law. She turned to the servants.

“Where is mother and grandmother?” She asked.

“At the tea room, ma’am.”

Nodding, she made her way to the tea room, passing through the many rooms that weren’t bedrooms until she got to the door of the tea room. The Riordans lived up to their name, having one of the biggest mansions in the country. According to rumors and articles that she read, the mansion was sold to them in an auction many many years ago and cost almost a billion dollars if not more.

She pushed the door of the tea room open, peeping in with her head.

Mrs Riordan’s eyes sparkled as her eyes fell on Anna, quickly standing up from the chair she’d been sitting in. “Come on in, dear.” She gestured with her hands for Anna to walk forward. Anna stepped in, walking into the waiting han