At this thought, Sheila glanced at Marlinie, Bertha, and the little girl, Lea, standing by her.
This woman was quite attractive, and she brought a child?
Damn! Could it be her father's illegitimate daughter?
They just got rid of Ellinor, so they didn't need another troublemaker!
Sheila frowned suspiciously. "Who are you? What business do you have with my father?"
"I'm an old classmate of your father's. I need to discuss something with him."
Old classmate? Sheila didn't buy it and wasn't inclined to cooperate.
"My father's off fishing at the moment. He won't be back for a while. If you need to see him, you should come back another day."
Marlinie, however, wasn't looking for an easy exit. "Fishing all day? We're not in a hurry, so we can wait inside for him."
Sheila's frown deepened. Was this woman planning to stick around?
"I've told you that my father isn't home, and I don't know you. I can't let strangers in. If you need to see my father, call him yourself! Now, move aside; I need to get inside and take care of my skin. It’s been blemished by this scorching sun."
With that, Sheila stepped past Marlinie and Bertha in her high heels, unlocked the door, swiftly entered the house, and closed the door behind her.
Marlinie tried to follow her in, but she was too late.
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