"So, what are your plans after serving us for seven years?"
The question sounds rhetorical to Viola's hearing.
She was scared of the answer to give.
"What if he was sent by his mother to ask her such?" She asked herself inwardly, considering how cold Mrs. Vans had been acting towards her lately.
"I…I don't know yet. I'm still figuring out my next plan."
The two spent time conversing until the rain stopped and they moved to the mansion.
"Viola!"
Mrs. Van's voice echoed at her door at around 9:00 pm.
"Oh my God! What could bring this woman here?" Viola panicked at the sight of her employer and she quickly stumbled out of her bed to get the door opened.
"I don't need to come in," Mrs. Vans said coldly with a fierce look as Viola offered to usher her in.
"I've noticed your closeness to my son this past few days, can you tell me what is going on?"