A Typical Mother-in-law

Svetlana Yulia Kozlovsky

I sat in the backseat of Madam Astor sexy Bugatti, the car was one hell of a hot baby. Although I wasn't too much invested in cars, I believed in flattering a beauty, when I see one.

The whole ride was too solemn to be true for me.

Madam Astor was on her phone with some elite lady of the society backbiting about one of their mutual friend and all I could do was play the game I usually played to kill boredom.

Madam Astor was what you call a Queen Gossipmonger. She was the house of all the gossips circulating in the elite society. She had connections everywhere.

Who was cheating on whom, who was seen with whom, who invested where, who was divorcing, who was marrying who…. Madam Astor knew it all.

Madam Astor was the only person I did not have to put an act for because apparently, the real Sandra was an innocent, meek and easily angered person, who usually threw tantrums and arg