Penelope
The term ‘Goddess of the RH Corporation’ is just a fancy term for a slave.
“How dare you create a scene!” for the first time in my life, mother raised her voice at me because I made Miss Tiara hate me more than she already is. “Your anger issues is something we can easily hide if you only vent out to the staffs! But to confront someone like Tiara Cross is another idea!”
I remained seated on the couch, holding my cup of tea and acting as if none of her words were scarring me. “I raised you to be a perfect woman and yet look what you’ve done!” she yelled, pointing at me accusingly. “You ruined the reputation I created for you!”
Mother paced back and forth, her left hand is on her left hip while she bites her nails— an ugly mannerism she has whenever none of the things she planne
