"Aunty, I thought you had everything under control! Aren't you the acting chairperson?" Mike fussed, playing with his cup of coffee.
He was a little irritated to be meeting like this in a coffee shop. So many people were there. Should they discuss their problems here? But it was better than at home. At least, they would be more civil. If not, perhaps his mother and aunt would already be pulling each others' hair.
"How could you let this happen when you said you have things under control now? You promised this wouldn't happen to us again. Do you know how much hardship we face after David's dismissal?" Frieda whined, sipping her coffee.
She was wearing luxury brand clothes, shoes, and a diamond ring. She had done her hair and nails by some professional.
"You don't look like you are ha
