CHAPTER FOURTY NINE.

As usual she was all dolled up as she walked into Naomi's room with a leather bag.

" Here, you should change your clothes, it's been a week," champagne said as she kept the bag on the bedside table, " and the helper said you have refused to eat, what do you think you are doing?".

Naomi sat up from where she was lying down, " and what exactly do you mean by what am I doing? you should be helping me get out of here not working with them, I am pregnant for crying out loud" Naomi almost screamed out of frustration.

Champagne climbed on the bed and grabbed her cheeks, " you should be thankful I am trying to be nice to you or else".

" Or else what?" She snapped back, " the only reason why I am still alive is because all of you are scared of what Nahil Gustavo would do to you if even a single hair on my body gets hurt so you stop your drama".

"Drama huh?" Marcelo asked from the door as he entered the room slowly.

" You don't scare me anymore Marcelo, I have been here for one week and I know