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 mostly cleaning tables, so

not too

rare period of peace for

comfort no plush bedy or

no

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 to save more money and plan for

and the restaurant’s customers had already left. Eileen finished cleaning the tables, gathered

of drunk men in their thirties sat shirtless near the entrance, having consumed three or four

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

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 aroused

“Really? This girl doesn’t seem to like talking to anyone and seems to play

disrespectful words, they continued

of drunk men and decided

you know

If she really was a good student, why would she work here instead of

talk! Let’s call her over and

you there! Your name is Eileen, right?

cautiously, trying her best to remain

hear the lewd comments from the group of men and instead looked

turned away and left the men’s table.

to take our order, ca,t your

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brought over a menu. “What dishes would you like to order?” she asked, taking out a pen and a small notebook to jot down their

stared at her with predatory eyes, giving off a

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

Thomas burst into laughter.

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