Chapter 18
The other maids waved their hands frantically. "Keep your voice down! Ms. Fuller is upstairs. Don't let her hear you!"
"I don't care!" Holly scoffed, disdain dripping from her voice. "Ms. Fuller? More like Miss Vixen! How else could she have bewitched Mr. Lawson Senior, leaving Ms. Kayla behind and insisting on becoming the future Mrs. Lawson?" As she vented her frustration, she didn't notice the fine white powder falling from above. A speck landed in her mouth.
She spat, tasting something bitter, but finding nothing. It was probably just dust, she thought, preparing to resume her tirade against Felicia when one of the maids pointed at her in horror.
"Why is your face suddenly so swollen?"
"What?"
Holly opened her mouth to retort, but found she couldn't. Realizing something was amiss, she rushed to a mirror. What stared back was a face so swollen it resembled a pig's head.
A shrill scream escaped her lips. What had happened to her face? Her lips were puffed up like sausages!
Panicked, Holly stumbled backward. As she fell, she glimpsed Felicia standing on the second floor. She had just been speaking ill of Felicia, and now she looked like a pig! Could it be Felicia's doing?
Fear and anger churned within her. Luckily, Nora arrived to check on her. "Looks like an acute allergic reaction. Take some medicine, and you'll be fine in a few days."
Holly felt a surge of relief. When she looked back at the second floor, Felicia had already gone to the living room. Felicia remained composed, ignoring the maids' mixed glances of pity and mockery. As always, she headed out the door.
Nora gave her niece a stern lecture. "This is what you get for not knowing when to keep your mouth shut! No more badmouthing Ms. Fuller behind her back, got it?" Holly nodded, but didn't truly heed the advice.
Felicia, as usual, headed to the Harmony Medical Center. She had to work, no matter what.
Before entering the medical center, she paused, a nagging feeling that someone was following her. She glanced back, but saw no one.
She turned away, but in that fleeting moment, no one noticed the glimmer in her eyes or the slight upturn of her lips.
In her previous life, around this time, Kayla had sought to quickly dispose of Felicia, using Marvin to orchestrate a kidnapping. The victim, however, had been Kayla herself, and the blame had fallen squarely on Felicia. This had enraged Myra and Dexter, prompting them to consider disowning Felicia. Though blood ties ultimately prevailed, resentment simmered beneath the surface.
But this time? With Matthew publicly announcing his intention to unite the families, Kayla had likely lost her composure. Instead of framing her, she would probably try to make Felicia disappear. Felicia smiled to herself. She had been waiting for this for a long time.