Frisca’s POV
My cell phone beeped followed by a pop up that reminded me about today’s schedule. It was the day I would be visiting the House of Vendetta for the second time, with reasons best known to me and Lord Heathcliff. I first made arrangements for Zain and Koru’s lunch since I knew they would sneak in the kitchen in my absence and create a mess .
Equipping my sling bag with everything that I needed, I looked at the devil and the angel, “Ask Jacqueline or Kanza to heat the food for y’all. I don’t want to see my kitchen in a mess, got that?” I warned Zain and his partner in crime as they watched TV.
“Are y’all even listening to what is being said here?” I huffed when they didn’t respond to me. Zain had just returned from school when Koru switched on the TV. They were glued to their
