Chapter 95 - The Scream From Downstairs (1/2)

Mimi intentionally decided to go to work late today knowing that Victor would be in bed as usual. She knew about the party last night since that Marcel had invited her over.

But she declined his offer knowing the tense relationship between her and Victor. Knowing his kind of personality, Mimi was sure that he would try to exact vengeance on her but she was not scared. Moreover, she got Marcel on her side.

If she doesn't learn faster, she would put the whole of the blame on him and Marcel must know of his cousin's tendencies. In one word, she was covered.

She had already dressed up to leave and made it downstairs only for her mother to appear in her way suddenly, startling her.

”Mother!” She exclaimed, trying to calm her racing heart.

”Sorry about that, I was just trying to be done with it before you left,” She said.

”Huh? Done with what?” Mimi was confused by her statement only for her mother to lift a food flask and all blood drained from her face. God, this can't be happening.

”No, no, mother -”

”You should give this to your teacher first and then tomorrow I can prepare another one for your boss,” She commanded amid Mimi's plea.

”Mom, I can't do this,” Mimi refused, trying to return the flask into her mother's arms but the woman only pushed it back to her chest.

”What do you mean you can't do it?” She frowned at her attitude, ”Moreover, this is not the first time I sent food to friends and neighbors,”

”This is my teacher for Christ's sake. Moreover, I'm sure he doesn't eat this kind of food. They are so rich that they hire professional cooks to make their meal,”

”Then explain to them that it was prepared by me with love, care, and attention. I'm sure it's been long that they eat food prepared with a mother's affection,” The woman was so proud of her handwork.

She could not beat this woman in an argument, it became clear to Mimi and so she gave in. Her mother was the most stubborn person she had ever seen - with Arianna taking the second position, says the kettle calling the pot black.

”Fine, I would do it but don't blame me when he doesn't accept the food,” Mimi reminded her of the possibility of that happening.

”Fine,” Her mother agreed to her relief.

Good then.

In that case, instead of throwing away the food her mother cooked with so much love, when Mimi arrives at Marcel's place, she would give the food to one of the guards she's familiar with. But then, her mother had other plans.

”When he finishes the food, don't forget to make him thank me properly over a phone call,” her mother added and Mimi felt like crying.

For sure, she could set the call up as well but what was the use when her mother founds out she lied eventually.

”Fine,” Mimi agreed knowing there was no way she could refuse Victor the food now. Gosh, she hated this!

Mimi boarded the arranged taxi that brings her back and forth to Marcel's place on a routine. As developed as Marcel's neighborhood was, it was hard to grab public transport there.