“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?”

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

answered?” he countered,

eyes in response to his question.

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

promptly answered the call and greeted the

woman’s voice came from the other side, she asked, “Am I speaking to Ms. Doris? I’m Haider from the sales office at Starhill

“Oh, Ms. Haider? Did the

but I can’t lower the

price. If you’re willing to negotiate and

interjected smoothly. “There’s a fantastic opportunity here. Are you interested in hearing it?”

I don’t want to be deceived. Buyers are always one step sellers. Save your

to hang up, but Haider’s voice sharpened with urgency, “Wait, could you just

Doris reflected inwardly.

it’s likely pointless. If I can’t afford it and she can’t lower the price, it’s a waste of time to

let her complete her sentence? Is showing a

really, what will change after she’s had her say? What’s the point of me listening?

said agitatedly, “Ms. Doris! Ms. Doris! The price can be lowered.

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