When Elizabeth Warrier walked a little closer she heard the chattering only to see the lavish carriage in front of her house. She did not have to figure whose it was. With four horses and two coachman it was definitely the Mafia King's. Vincent wasn't famous in these parts of the town and yet the sight showed his status to be the best of the best.
As Elizabeth looked around she saw her daughter standing there with the man who had snatched her away.
Elizabeth jogged to her door before she stopped a little away from Prudence. She was well aware of what she had done and so she waited for Vincent to be okay with a mother hugging her own daughter. The Mafia king simply stared at the middle aged Lady without any change in his expression. It only had Elizabeth's heart sink in her chest with the fear that he had read everything that was written for Prudence. However, Prudence did not think twice before she walked ahead and hugged her mother. Both the lady's eyes walking with water.
