A MEETING BETWEEN TWO MISTRESSES

She typed furiously on her keyboard, like someone who was running a race with time and so far, was losing. Then, she stopped abruptly and let out a breath of relief. It was done.

Edmund would be far from pleased with the work as it'd been one done in a haste. It would surely have loopholes, but he could do nothing about it. He needed it urgently and she was far behind her schedule.

Emily leaned forward in her seat and scanned through the screen, her brain feeling fuzzy. There was no need to do that now, she thought. Edmund would be more than furious if she did not send this now.

The sound of the door bursting open and approaching footsteps came into her ears and she sat up at once in panic. When her eyes fell on the figure looming before her face, she fell back in shock. It was not who she'd expected.

"Hey, Charlotte," she forced a tight smile. "If you're here to see Edmund, I'm afraid you'll have to come back later. He's very busy right now." The words came as rehearsed.

Edmund was