“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?”

just don’t want to deal with potentially

answered?” he countered, raising an eyebrow. “Are you

eyes in response to his

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

her phone to shut him up. She promptly answered the call

she asked, “Am I speaking to Ms.

“Oh, Ms. Haider? Did

lower the price on my

prolonging this conversation. I simply can’t meet your asking price. If you’re willing to negotiate and lower it a bit,

didn’t reach out to haggle over the price,” Haider interjected smoothly. “There’s a fantastic opportunity here. Are you interested in hearing it?”

Buyers are always one step

was about to hang up, but Haider’s voice sharpened with urgency, “Wait, could you just let me finish speaking?”

Doris reflected inwardly.

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

her 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 point of me listening? She’s wasting her time

“Ms. Doris! Ms. Doris! The price can be lowered. It’s

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