Chapter 6 Wife Versus Mistress - 2

• Elena said, she was really crying at this point. I sat there, analyzing Elena carefully. Why would she go to such extremes? Did she fear Daniel that much? Is there more to Daniel than meets the eye? How can I make her tell me the truth? I wondered.
• I stood up from my desk with an intimidating look on my face and slammed the desk fiercely. ‘Ouch, my palms hurt,’ but I maintained my poker face and sneered at Elena, looking down at her in her kneeling position. I saw how she flinched when I hit the desk and saw a way out.
• “Do you think I believe your lies? That you have nothing to do with my husband? Whatever Daniel threatened you with, I can do it, and mine might be worse. You could be kidnapped one day and be raped and tortured until you die a painful but slow death. I will make sure the kidnappers carve your beautiful face and disfigure you so that you wouldn't seduce people's husbands even in hell. I have the money and means to do that, and you know I can." I looked at her pale face but knew instilling fear alone wouldn't work, Elena was a proud woman. I kept up my charade, drumming my fingers on the desk, and said calmly,