Michelle is going to happen

"P-please! D-don't fire me! I need this job!" Megan begs as she sinks to her knees.

"Why shouldn't I just fire you on the spot? You've just cost me a lot of my... uh... daughter's... money," Michelle says, her eyes moving back and forth quite shiftily.

"I can still be useful!" Megan whimpers as she crawls towards the older, and fully-clothed, woman. "Remember how I helped you and Vanessa take care of Lauren?"

"...What about it?" Michelle says icily, wary of wear Megan's going with this.

"Well... uh... I..." Megan stammers.

She actually doesn't really know how she could do anything beyond menial labor at this point. Lauren's already been ruined, and Vanessa already demoted her and clearly doesn't trust her anymore, not since she caught Megan making out with her sister anyway.

"Maybe... I could... I mean... you've seen what I'm capable of, right?" Megan looks up from Michelle's feet hoping that sounded better out loud than it did in her head.

Oh god! I can't go back home. What would mama and papa think if they found out what happened? They'd disown me for sure! Megan thinks as her heart beats faster and faster.

Michelle's eyes narrow as she looks down at the pitiful, wretched creature at her feet. Lauren and Vanessa's mom had never been a particularly kind, empathetic, caring, or generous woman (big shocker), but ever since the subject of inheritance had reared its ugly head in her family... well, Michelle had become a lot colder and crueler as the lure of so much wealth took its toll on her and her daughters.

"Are you threatening me?" Michelle asks, her voice icy and full of menace.

"W-what? N-no!" The terrified Megan stammers as she cowers in complete and utter fear of this woman.

"You think just because you've got some dirt on me, that I'll crumble like my worthless slut of a daughter?" Michelle growls.

With Lauren out of the picture, Michelle has been slowly plotting and scheming on a way to make Vanessa lose the inheritance too, thus ensuring she will get it all instead. Of course that had also made her very, very paranoid.

"Huh? I..." Megan says as she leans back on her ass and tries to scoot away from the crazy milf.

"You think you can **** me?" Michelle says as she menacingly moves in on Megan.

"N-no... I..." the lovely Latina whimpers, her whole body trembling.

"I will RUIN you!" Michelle whispers as she grabs Megan by her still cake-covered chin. "Understand?"

Megan is absolutely terrified as she looks into Michelle's cold, ruthless eyes. She's confused, but nods out of fear. "Y-yes..."

"Good," Michelle says as she lets go of her. "And don't forget your place."

Megan sits there, too scared to do anything.

Michelle looks at her now frosting-covered hand. "Yuck." She looks back at the messy Megan. "We need to clean you up. I'm not going to have you getting that stuff all over my... er... daughter's house..."