73 Blind Encounter

Minutes ticked by until they turned into half an hour.

Cassidy hasn't appeared yet, but Gertrude is already nearing her boiling point. She first thought that she's just changing into a more decent clothing or something to pacify her pent-up fit of pique. However, that seemed to be not the case. 

Then again, knowing her daughter-in-law now, she probably won't consider earning her good will by sporting a decent apparel, and it's not like something like that would work on her anyway.

"How ridiculous... None of my appointments at work had even made me wait this long. Does she think I have all day for her?" Gertrude grunted with her brows scrunched so tightly together in aggravation that her wrinkles were becoming more and more visible.

  Without her knowing, Cecile had went ahead and sent people to search all around for Cassidy.