Chapter 20 Mama Wrote Me Off

Once mama sighted the Ferrari that booed into our compound, she sprang out and stood at the door, arming herself with her dark, flaming eyes that warned us not to come close. My gaze was still on her even as the driver rushed out to open the door for me. I wondered what could be the reason for the looks on her face. She was all frown and crimson. The patches of red on her cheeks were evidence of reserved anger she had for me.