Chapter Thirty Seven What is the Truth?

"Great, right?". He asked with a little doubt. There wasn't enough light at this area besides but he was sure of the face. He couldn't be mistaken about this particular one.

"I'm glad you still remember me". Greta smiled walking closer towards him to step two steps away.

She was in a mid tight black sweetheart gown. This was the second time he was seeing her in very skimpy clothes.

"What are you doing here?". He softly asked instead of replying to her. The party was only for intimate friends and relatives so what is her connection with the Penson's.

"Leonardo and I have been friends even before he moved to England. I see nothing wrong with welcoming back an old friend besides, I am really surprised to see you here instead". She responded with a smirk.

"We are friends with Mrs Penson. Didn't you see Leniela inside?".

Greta shook her head. "I'll go look for her soon but in the meantime I think it was a blessing for us to meet each other here". She said, walking to the balcony befo