My uncle Wilson is a Haitian guy who came to the Republic of Canada as a young man and made the most of the opportunities he found. He has an MBA from...the University of Ottawa and now works for a major corporation. He’s really a brilliant guy and he’s a cool dude. Unfortunately, he’s very unlucky in love. He married what he thought was a sweet gal from Haiti, the lovely yet pernicious Nadya. Such a lovely young black woman she was. Unfortunately, she was also insane. Once they got hitched and. Do the hunting of males somewhere else. Do you understand?" Y-y-yes, I'm sorry. I am Marian, today we should work together" Well, I am Elizabeth. Tomorrow I want to see you dressed not as a cubist. Ok?" Sure boss" And don't call me boss. Call me Betty." Sure, Betty."The following days are always the same. Betty carries out her project with Marian assisting her, also trying to find a way through the defenses of her colleague. The opportunity occurs towards the end of October, when the president. The idea is that you and Casandre should finish off my training,deportment, etiquette etc whilst we travel down. What happens once we getthere, I have no idea, but I guess we shall just go with the flow..."Angelique didn't seem that worried one way or the other. Then Casandreburst in with Jaden's laughter still booming around the boat."You bitch," she yelled, "You sat here without making a noise." I found it quite amusing after what you did to me," I replied defiantly.She stopped dead in her. “Assuming I do not get there first, my Mage,” I replied.“Join the queue John and trust me it’s a fucking long one! Pardon my French,” Arch stated.“Indeed, count me in it too,” added Róisín as she moved to hold me.“Later, we now face our accusers in the Council chamber and demand an accounting from them too!” Morgana said bitterly.For once the chamber was in complete silence as we walked it. I was still having to lean on Róisín a little despite the healing pouring into me. Morgana later told me.