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MALIA

Oh no.

Angela.

She is here.

I stood at the step, holding the handrail of the stairs nervously.

She stopped halfway from, looking at me angrily.

More like glaring at me.

Oh God.

"Come here," she ordered.

I stood still, looking at her.

She raised a brow. "Didn't you hear me?" She asked. "i said, come here."

My heart beating incredibly hard, I made a move but....

"Malia," Anita's familiar voice claimed our attention. She is at the peak of the stairs, looking between Angela and I.

I felt my nerves calming down.

Thank goodness.

"What are you doing?" Anita asked me.

I looked at Angela and then back Anita.

"I was...."

"I called her." Angela chipped in, making me look at her. She is looking at Anita and has her hands folded.

Anita scoffed, making me look at her. "You called her?"

Angela hummed in response.

"Well, I am sorry. She is my kids' nanny. She has to do things for them right now. Malia, go to the kids' room." Anita ordered.

I nodded, making a move but....

"Do