Marie frowned at Carry, the little bitch was gonna play her.  She was gonna make her keep quiet.  Marie looked at the money, she didnt need the money, she had plenty, this little brat probably had no idea just who she was, but she wasnt gonna tell her her father was one of the ricest men around, that would make her change her attitude, but Marie had always tried to stand on her own two feet.<br/><br/>Marie let her rant, let her threaten, but in truth it was just comical the way she was behaving, obviously a young woman used to getting her own way.  Marie found it quite amusing, but she still kept quiet, she didnt like to make a scene.  She just listened, amd took mental notes.  The money would go to charity, she didnt need it.<br/><br/>"If you hadnt of stolen it I would have polished it, I would have made some adjustments" she said quietly, "but I didnt get the chance becasue someone had sticky fingers" she accused her, feeling immediately guilty, she wasnt a fighter, she hated confrontation.<br/><br/>The kiss sent a shiver through her and she pulled away, pulling a comb from her pocket and quickly fixing her hair.  "Stay away from me" she said quietly, walking away from her, not liking the way her insides reacted to the kiss.  "Go before they come searching" she said gesturing to the door.<br/>