73. Like mother, like daughter.

LARA.

"Wow," I said once again as I looked around Beth's father's sitting room. I've been there before, but it looked even more beautiful than the last time I went there. I waited patiently for the person I had come to see, and while I was seated, one of their maids approached me.

"Ma'am, good day." She said to me and bowed a little. She was dressed in an apron, so I was able to tell quickly that she was either a cook or a maid. Either of the two, I didn't mind, but damn, Beth's father was living the life I want to live! If I was Beth, I'd never leave home to stay anywhere else.

"Good day," I replied with a straight face.

"Do you want anything? You could mention any meal of your choice, and we will make it for you in no time," the lady said with a small smile on her face.

I was right, she's the cook.

"Eh, no," I said, flashing my white set of teeth to her. "I'm okay. I just need a glass of wine. That's all."

"No problem," she said and walked back inside the house, where she came from.

I was about to bring out my phone, to while time away, when the person I had come to see walked into the sitting room.

"Miss Lara?" The legal wife to Beth's father, Hannah, called, and I raised my head to see that it was her. I stood up immediately with a smile on her face, but she told me to have my seat, while she also did the same. "How have you been, darling?" She asked me sweetly.

"I've been good, ma'am," I replied to her. "You look as beautiful as you've always been, ma. It's like you didn't age a bit," I complimented her and she flashed a smile across to me.

That was one of the plans. First, I had to compliment her and make her feel at home with me. Then, I tell her what I came here for and make her believe me. No one ever starts a war with Lara and wins. It's either I win, or we go down together.

"Aww," she cooed. "That's so nice of you, Lara. Thank you so much," she replied.

I smiled back at her, then I cleared my throat. The maid from before came back in and dropped the glass of wine and a cup in a tray on a stool in front of me. Then, she greeted Hannah and left. When I was sure that she was gone, I said what I had come there to see her for.

"As you know earlier that I am a friend to Beth, her best friend at that, and I'm sure you would have been aware of the things she did to me too," I started and she nodded, paying full attention to me. "Yes. For me, I've come to realize that she's not a good friend, and she's a betrayer who would do anything to snatch a man from anyone she deems fit. But that's where you come in, ma'am because her mother is no different from her!"

"That witch," Hannah said and her expression changed from the sweet smile I had been seeing to a frown. That expression alone was enough to tell me that she truly didn't like Beth's mother in any way. That made me satisfied because I knew what I planned was going to work out, seeing how much hate is between them.

"While I was finding out more things about Beth, I realized that she had planned with her mother to destroy your home and make your husband file a divorce with you. Very soon, they'd start processing it. Beth's mother planned to go meet your husband and tell lies of all sorts about you to him." Then, I lowered my voice a little to say this, "she even said that she was going to tell him that you were cheating on him. That way, he would be so pissed that he wouldn't come home for days, and then she would use that opportunity to get through to him and turn you into a bad egg in his eyes! Just like her daughter did to me!"

"What?" Hannah asked with a look of shock on her face. She chuckled loudly and paused after some minutes, unable to believe her ears. "I always knew that woman was a thief and a witch! But I never knew she would go to this extent to try to have my husband all to herself. I mean, she already did the unimaginable by seducing my husband and giving birth to that stupid daughter of hers!" I could tell that she was now fuming with anger, and I was happy about that. My plan was working.

"Oh, like mother, like daughter. Beth did to me what her mother did to you, and now her mother wants to take another step to destroy more things. It would be better if you let her know that you're aware of her plans, before she even starts it," I said to her calmly, faking a sincere look.

Without thinking about it twice, Hannah picked up her phone and dialled a number. I sat back and poured myself a glass of wine as I watched her do whatever she wanted to do. After the second ring, the person finally she was calling picked up the call. With the way she started talking, I already knew who the person was. I smiled to myself as I knew another chaos was about to befall Beth, but this time, it was going to be alongside her mother.

"You witch!" Hannah yelled as soon as the person on the other side of the phone picked up her call. "I knew you could never change! I just knew it somehow. Do you think you can destroy my home? Oh," she chuckled and shook her head, though the person couldn't see her. "Don't even dare! Because your plans will fail. They would turn futile. You're a mistress, and that's all you'll ever be, so you should remain low just like you've always been doing. You know what I can do, and you know that when I'm dared by someone, I make sure I win. So it's better you—"

"What the heck are you yelling about, Hannah?" I heard Beth's mother's voice from the other side of the phone. I didn't know Hannah had placed her phone in speaker mode. "What is this about again? I thought all this was past us already?"

"Oh, I thought so too, until I heard of your plans for me! But guess what? Now that I know what you have intended for me, I want you to also know that there's nothing you do to me that can destroy my home or make my husband turn against me. You think your stupid mistake with my husband, that excuse of a daughter that you call Beth, isn't enough reason for you to lie low, uh?

"Maybe this is the time that I'll teach you that you deserve to know your place! You homewrecker! Bitch! Like mother, like daughter! Just like a whore that you are, your daughter also understood the assignment and did it even more than you did! Harlooott!" She screamed, and without waiting for her reply, she hung up the call immediately.

I was even shocked at how she spoke to her. Now I understood why Beth's mother was always calling Beth that her father's wife was about to kill her.

"Thank you so much for this, Lara. You have done well," Hannah said to me sincerely and I simply smiled at her in satisfaction.

Plan succeeded.