Chapter 11

“I think it was Tammy who triggered that. If he didn’t put his mouth into what doesn’t concern him then maybe the lady would have pardoned me. Now look at what he created.” Pharrell tapped his legs on the bamboo floor before disdainfully explaining himself.

He didn’t like the fact that he was thrown out like a commoner just because of a slight mistake he made. How was he supposed to know that the other dude wasn’t referring to money? He pondered.

“Since I was kicked out of the call, I think I should go to bed now.” He slowly woke up from his desk and started approaching his bed. He forcefully climbed on it and covered himself with the duvet. In the space of some minutes, he abruptly woke up when all he could see was the lady’s image.

“I have to try another chance. I hope this time around, she would have put that at the back of her mind.” He mumbled as he took his phone, and joined back again.

Everything was going on smoothly and they were even playing a game when he arrived. She had t
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