“I just ate,” Doris replied somewhat awkwardly.

She tugged at the corner of her shirt and uttered, “Mrs. Jamison had cooked some pasta for me.”

Waylon remained silent.

The atmosphere between them was tense.

“Ring! Ring! Ring!”

Doris’ phone rang, and it broke the awkwardness that was quietly creeping in.

She bent a little to take a look.

Her phone continued to ring incessantly. Someone was calling her repeatedly.

The phone buzzed with a call from an unidentified number. She usually avoided answering such calls, expecting them to be credit card promotions or loan sharks.

Yet the ringing persisted, each call quickly following the last.

With an eye roll and a hint of sarcasm in his voice, Waylon couldn’t help but comment, “We’re hiding some deep secret, aren’t we? What’s got you so spooked about taking that call?”

not hiding anything,” she protested. “I just don’t want

you haven’t even answered?” he countered, raising an eyebrow. “Are you the type that attracts unwanted

her eyes in response to his

attention, but that’s none of your business. I think I’ll continue to

her phone to shut him up. She promptly answered

Ms. Doris? I’m Haider from the sales office at Starhill Garden. We met this

Haider? Did the

but I can’t lower the price

meet your asking price. If you’re willing to negotiate and lower it a bit, I might

interjected smoothly. “There’s a fantastic

always one step sellers.

about to hang up, but Haider’s voice sharpened with

Doris reflected inwardly.

can’t afford it and she can’t lower the price, it’s a waste of time to listen

complete her sentence? Is showing a little patience too

what this is about. But really, what will change after she’s had her say? What’s the

Ms. Doris! The price can be lowered.

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