By Nightengale Ben-Onyeukwu
Robert didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. He had brought an umbrella for Michael, and now he got such insulting words from him?
‘Let’s go.’Michael pointed to his car, heading for the driver’s seat.
Robert didn’t object. He followed obediently. Instead of getting mad at what Michael said, which was of course annoying, Robert rushed in front of Michael to open the door. ‘Sir Michael.’
Michael was about entering the driver’s seat, but hearing the words of Robert as well as understanding what he meant, he raised an eyebrow, and after a while, he released the door handle, and went to the back seat. Robert boarded the front seat and started the car.
‘Sir Michael, do you wish to eat in the hotel or should we go to a luxurious restaurant?’
‘Do you know of a place?’
‘Yeah, I know of Golden Restaurant. I heard that the restaurant had been renovated, making it look more extravagant and lavish than before.’
‘You must be good with knowing names of restaurants and hotels,’Michael smirked, and then said again after a pause, ‘Book a reservation.’
‘Okay, Sir,’Robert smiled, taking out his phone from his pocket so as to make reservation for dinner.
Somewhere in a lavish restaurant close to a shopping mall, Jessica sat down before a large spread of food. She was now wearing a beige- coloured trench dress with matching pumps and a bracelet. She had intended to forget about Michael tonight and relish the moment with these sumptuous meal she had ordered. But then, instead of eating, she found herself reminiscing about Michael and the future she had wanted to share with him.
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