CHAPTER 120

ELLA'S P O V

“I'm here Ella,” Penny said, rushing up to where I stood. The guards at the parking lot all stared at us with curious glances— glances roaming especially on Penny. She was still on her off-work uniform, her hair draping curls that framed the edges of her voice.

Her hug was warm, her arms wrapping around me like a cocoon. Her scent was warm against my nostrils as I pulled from the hug. I had missed having Penny by my side, having her support. Our friendship was dearly to me.

“Madame Browne, s… she—” I was about explaining but the shivers trudging through my veins wouldn't let me. Penny interrupted me, “Don’t worry. I'm here, we'll get it all sorted out.”

Justqs I was about to talk, my eyes caught the sharp glint of sunlight. I winced from the pain, my head tilting upwards as I gazed at the familiar glistening figure of a lady.

Speak of the devil and there she appears.

Madame Browne was at the huge balcony of her room, her figure clad in a free silk gown that clung to her