All She Had Left

Debbie?

Wrong timing!

"What does she want now? And I probably need to change my number." Roland groaned before answering the phone.

"Roland?" Debbie called over the phone.

Roland could hear her sobbing, but he didn't care about it. He had to maintain a cold tone.

"What do you want from me, Miss Debbie you should address me informally," Roland said with a harsh tone.

"Please, Roland...I mean...Mr. Lafayette. Can we meet up, please?" Debbie pleaded.

"And why do you want me to meet you?" Roland asked with an unconcerned tone.

"I'll tell you if we meet up. At the cafe where we met before..." She said before hanging up hastily.

Roland dropped his phone and let out a sigh. "What's she up to this time? She already had my forgiveness, now what does she want?"

About the conference meeting, he placed a call to the HOD. "Roland Lafayette speaking."

"Mr. Lafayette, I was about to call you."

"About what?" Roland asked.

"I was thinking if we could arrange a meeting at the conference room about the

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