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

a waiter was a completely new experience for her, but it

not too

a rare period of peace for bren

luxuroux comfort no plush

no

shedder hands began dewater and wasting dishes, mab dig

unsightly with peeling skin.

been absent for many days, 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,

restaurant’s customers had already left. Eileen finished cleaning

sat shirtless near the entrance, having consumed three

at Eileen and slurred, “See that person who lives next door to my house? According to my mother, she’s only eighteen

involved with someone. Every morning, she starts washing clothes at seven or eight, and the noise keeps me from sleeping. She looks so damn good, it gets me

girl doesn’t seem to like talking to anyone and

disrespectful

of drunk men and decided to keep

how do you know such things, Thomas?”

was a good student, why would she work here instead of studying all day?”

talk! Let’s call her over and ask!”

directly yelled, “Hey, you there! Your name

cautiously, trying her best to remain composed and

hear the lewd comments from the group of men and instead looked toward her coworker,

smile, Eileen turned away and left the

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

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down the plate, washed her hands, and quickly brought over a menu. “What dishes would you like to order?” she asked,

her with predatory eyes, giving off

on cash, just tell me, I’ve got plenty of money.” He took out a wallet from his pocket, placed it on the table, and pulled out 300 dollars, offering it to Eileen. Spend the day with me, and the money is

burst

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