Chapter 53 Chat With Us, Miss.

“I’m sorry, but I have something to attend to, so I’ll be leaving now. Take your time, and we’ll catch up later.”

Eileen was accustomed to solitude and did not believe in the concept of true friendship.

She departed, and this time, no one tried to stop her again.

As Eileen stepped out of the shop, Mr. Samuels came out, wearing an apron and holding a plate of food. “Miss, are you in such a hurry? Those kids aren’t bothering you, are they?”

“No,” she replied.

“Don’t judge them too harshly. Those children aren’t bad; they just want to play with you.”

“Mr. Samuel, I understand, but I still have something to buy, so I’ll be leaving now.”

“Alright, remember to come over for dinner tomorrow, free of charge. Eat to your heart’s

content.”

Eileen smiled and nodded, saying, “Okay.”

After leaving, Eileen purchased some personal clothes, a few changes of outfits, and a couple of pairs of shoes, all at reasonable prices.

She was preparing to settle here for a considerable period.

Time flew by, and nearly three months had passed since Eileen began living there. During this period, she worked as a waiter at Mr. Samuel’s restaurant, earning a decent wage of 50 dollars a day, along with daily meals.

The daytime customer flow was sparse, while evenings could get busier during supper time.

Initially, the work left her tired with sore feet and legs, but she eventually grew accustomed

to it

new experience for her, but it mostly

too

marked a rare period of

to control her luxuroux comfort no plush bedy or

no

and shedder hands began dewater and wasting dishes, mab dig

unsightly with peeling

likely preoccupied with taking care of Vera. Eileen understood the situation and was fine with it. She knew that if Sharon were around, she would never let her handle such tasks. For now, Eileen needed

was around eight-thirty in the evening, and the restaurant’s customers had already left. Eileen finished cleaning the tables, gathered a basin of dishes to wash, and headed toward the exit.

drunk men in their thirties sat shirtless near the entrance, having consumed

that person who lives next door to my house? According to my mother, she’s only eighteen and

eight, and the noise keeps me from

This girl doesn’t seem to like talking to anyone and

hear their disrespectful words, they

provoke the group of drunk men and decided to

do you know such things,

she really was a good student, why

call her

a loud voice, Thomas directly yelled, “Hey, you there! Your name is Eileen,

Eileen approached cautiously, trying her best to remain

from the group of

her a smug smile, Eileen turned away

calling you to take our order, ca,t your me? one of the men called out

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would you like to

predatory eyes, giving off a pungent and disgusting

a wallet from his pocket, placed it on the table, and pulled out 300 dollars, offering it to Eileen. Spend the day with me,

Thomas burst

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