Chapter 21

Gwen’s POV

My heart was pounding with both anger and disbelief as I stared at Nora, who stood in front of me as she came into my room.

I could still hear the echoes of the slap in my mind, and Aurelia’s cheek bore the red mark of Nora’s hand.

"Why did you slap her?" I asked with a quiver in my voice.

Nora folded her arms, squeezing her face she said. "I asked her to do my laundry, and she didn't do it right.

I found some of my clothes burnt. She said had washed and ironed them properly without them getting burnt, but I know she's lying."

Aurelia who was kneeling as she helped me buckle my sandals, shook her head vehemently.

I never said that Nora. I did do your laundry, I washed the clothes and ironed them properly with no incident, maybe someone else did that to your clothes.

Nora’s eyes narrowed as she stepped closer to Aurelia. "You are lying," she uttered.

“I asked you specifically to handle them and now you are trying to blame someone else for your incompetence.”

Aurelia’s