42. The Devil's Absence

Sofia's POV

"Checkmate..." I chuckled lightly as I kicked my opponent's king piece from the cheese board.

Slowly, my eyes tilt up to see the eyes of the macho men on me from the different angles they hung around.

Tedros still had an angered look plastered on his face because I defeated him twice already.

It's Sunday evening. Days after Mr. Pompous left the mansion.

I thought he would return today since Teresa claimed he was away until the end of the just concluded week but there has been no sight of him.

All these days, I've been making dinner for his men in the building, and at first, it was challenging.

They looked down on me thinking I was their Boss' pet but I did not argue.

They had no idea I was still a prisoner.

They barely eat the first night I prepared and claimed that the meal tasted bad.

Teresa says it was good and I had a taste too.

I came up with the plan where I cook but Teresa pretends she did and serve them as she usually does.

As expected, they hailed her and complime