"Son, what do you think about Ingrid?" Cliff knitted his brows?"Her? What do you want me to think about her?"
"Just your observation, I think?"
"Why are you asking me, father?"
"Ugh, it"s nothing." Cliff narrowed his eyes.
He suspects, in a businessman"s perspective that his father was up to something. And he should plan ahead; he could not afford to lose his freedom to do things his way.
"Whatever you are thinking, father, just don"t do it." His tone is cold and indignant.
"Hahaha I never said anything, why are you so defensive? By the way how"s the Veanco? I heard that you"ll launch something in that mall."
"We are still negotiating it. It"s an international brand that wants to open here, and it"s just happened that I was acquainted with the owner." He said nonchalantly.
His father tapped his shoulder, "I"m proud of you, son."
Before he could respond, his phone rang.
"h.e.l.lo?"
"Hi Ford, are you free tonight? Let"s hang out."
"What time?"
"Hmm, around seven thirty, are you free?"
"Ok, I also need some time to loosen up. Same place?"
"Yes, yes, same place." And they both hang up.
"Who was it?" his father inquired.
"A friend. I need to get going."
...
Ingrid received a text message from Liane,
Sweetsis: [hey sis, let"s meet later, 8p.m. same place.. see ya! xoxo]
Amazingsis: [hahaha are you requesting or demanding?]
Sweetsis: [I think, both. Don"t say no, please? We haven"t bond for a month, just grant me this one please?]
Amazingsis: [when could I say "no" to you?]
Ss: [you"re the best! Wear something refreshing, okay? Not the executive type, loosen up a bit. Hahaha]
As: [are you kidding me?]
Ss: [See you, mwaa]. Ingrid could only smile.
When she went home, she saw her son busy reading.
"Hey sweet, how"s your day?"
"Mommy!" the boy came running to her and she cradled him and he planted a small kiss on her chicks."It was fun mom. How"s your day?"
Ingrid recollected what happened and she just smiled,
"I was so busy but it was fun, too. By the way, Aunt Liane and I are going out tonight, go to sleep early, okay? Don"t wait for me."
"Can I go with you?"
"Nope, it"s an adult affair, kids aren"t allowed."
"Are you meeting my dad?" Ingrid frowned upon hearing her son"s question again.
"No, of course not..." she sounded defensively.
"Listen, son, I know how you long for a daddy, but give me some time to think about it. I could not explain our situation to you plainly because I don"t know where to start, but promise I will."
His son was silent and stared on the floor. She felt pain in her chest upon seeing her precious son"s gloomy face.
"Oh G.o.d, what should I do?" she silently prayed and sighed deeply. She put down her son and informed the nanny and the housekeeper that she"ll be going out.
She chose to wear a Chanel"s cream-with-navy-stripe t-shirt, Hudson Barbara"s high waisted skinny jeans and a low-cut India by French Sole. She put a light make-up, which made her looked five years younger.
"You look so beautiful, mommy! Have fun!"
"Oh, thank you, my sweet! Sleep early, okay?" and she kissed her son on his cheeks.
There restaurant was only thirty-minute ride from her house, so she just take her time driving after looking at her watch that it"s still seven thirty. She hummed a song while she was driving and her mind was at ease.
"I am gonna have fun tonight." She said to herself. Her cellphone then rang, it was Liane.
"Sis, where are you? We"re here already?"
"Almost there." She was puzzled why she used "we"? All she knew was that it was their date, not with other people. But then she remembered her bestfriend"s husband Frank.
"Those lovebirds are inseparable..." she muttered.
The restaurant they love is located in the heart of the city, the place has an inviting and cozy atmosphere, your time in this place won"t be wasted. The place also restricts on using internet connections because its main goal is to let the people enjoy their dining experience.
When she entered, she was greeted by the receptionist and asked for her name and an attendant accompanied her to their table. A captivating music was being played in the background which makes the diners feel more relaxed.
When she"s almost near their table, Ingrid froze.