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because she really has those eyes that resemble an Angel with so much innocence. I was counting every second just to see her but was greatly disappointed when a new blonde waitress came to our table. The waitress asked the usual ‘Any
ntensity. It was like we were drowning in our own world but the moment broke when her notepad slipped from her hand making a thud sound and just lik
er beautiful face. From the corner of my eye, I saw my mom looking between us with a mischievous smile. Taking that as my queue, I waved my hand in front of her but got no reacti
d I turned to him with a questioning gaze “You don’t want to order anything, ri
Yeah, I’m done. I was just thinking about the meeting, it has shifted to tomorrow. No
thinking about the meeting. Right, honey?” he
ument. The next family dinner was successfully ruined again due to another argume
ow why Angel eyes didn’t come. I was itching to ask her directly about Angel eyes but I knew it would be like digging my own grave. Mom is probably thinking ab
any of my answers and was about to push my chair back to stand up; mom asked t
replied with a bit of arrogance,
reason but not enough to invite trouble. I was still battling with my thoughts when I heard m
just joined today and I would say not to think much about her. She can’t handle this job so
ce of mind but from the corner of my eye, I saw dad with a very calm look on his face. He was far too calm from his usua
ted in his booming voice, grabbin
of us still breathless and desperately trying to catch his breath all the while struggling to maintain a professional look. My dad turned to him with the same furious look and I watched the
ung lady, do not sass around your workplace. It might get you in more trouble next time. It is your lucky day that you are just fired fro
aid thank you to mom and went back while the manager gulped again when he found himself alone in front of my father. Yeah, that’s the effect dad has on people. They are terrified of him w
edly. I wanted to see Angel eyes one last time, for god’s sake I don’t even know her name but then we already had enough drama for today. It’s
ht I’m going to have. Slumping on the black leather chair, I sta