A private but Portable apartment.
"I'll be direct with my point."
Rowe started, his eyes keen on the face of the smooth faced lady seated before him.
They had just finished eating, and over the meal, they had only but played around basic and naughty topics which of course weren't of worth.
"But before then what do you think my advances towards you are?"
He asked. His voice keeping that Rowe-indifference, yet a tone tampered with ease.
"You probably joke a lot or something."
Dia, the smooth faced replied. Her rude eyes picking the stray hair loitering around the cheek, away from the beards.
"Nah. You sure should had heard about Rowe even before taking interest in my son."
His ego had wounded his face, his cheeks swelling to the pride of the words,
"I haven't. Never crossed my ear."
She lied, trying to fiddle with the ego of the old man. She wasn't
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