Chapter 37 **Mrs Pheona**

• Having defended her daughter in the fight some hours ago, it was already late, and she was in her room with a towel on, preparing for a night bath as she stared at her gigantic mirror. She was lost in thought about the celebration party the next day and strategizing a way to get close to the new CEO and make him forget all she had done to him. Suddenly, her door opened, and someone walked in without knocking.
• “Still thinking about tomorrow?” A thick male voice sounded, and in shock, she turned to see who had entered her room without knocking. It was Mr. Greg, the housekeeper.
• “Oh my God, you scared the shit outta me,” she said, placing a hand on her chest.