âWhat? Say that again!â
Jeffreyâs voice boomed through the room, startling the manager to the point where he nearly
thought his eardrums would burst.
âHe... he just told me that.â
The manager was on the verge of tears. It wasnât his choice to set up this blind date!
Jeffrey clenched his fists, storming toward Karenâs parentsâ apartment door.
He hammered on the door, and there was Karenâs dad again.
Seeing another unfamiliar face on his doorstep, her dad looked cautious; he was sizing up the tall
young man before him.
âCan I help you?â
âKarenâs going on a blind date?â Jeffrey had lost all sense of rationale, not caring about the
harshness of his tone.
Derek scrutinized him for a few seconds and looked defensive, âWhatâs it to you?â
âGive me her cell number.â
âSon, if donât even have Karenâs number, that must mean she doesnât want to give it to you. I donât
know what you are to her, but my daughter isnât home. If you have business, wait for her to come
back.â
Jeffrey tried to speak again, but Derek had already shut the door.
He considered knocking again but knew it was pointless. Besides, Karen wasnât there.
Jeffrey descended the steps, finding the manager still trembling in anticipation.
âMr. Turnerâ¦â
âJust go, itâs none of your business anymore.â
Frustrated, Jeffrey slumped into his car, yanking a cigarette from the pack to light up.
âNice move, Karen! Really smooth!â
She actually went on a blind date!
She actually went on a damn blind date!
Jeffrey punched the steering wheel, his teeth grinding audibly.
But that wasnât the point. She was out there meeting other guys, and he was stuck waiting outside
her parentsâ place with no other way to reach her!
How could he not be livid?
As he finished his cigarette, Jeffrey tossed the butt out the window, revving up the engine to leave.
He got the message loud and clearâKaren never intended anything serious with him and never felt
a hint of affection. He was just shamelessly clinging on.
He would be a fool if he couldnât see that.
Jeffrey was someone with a reputation in Eldorria City, and here he was, letting someone trample
on his pride. The thought itself was laughable.
He floored the accelerator, and the car shot off like an arrow.
At the turn of the complex, he glanced in the rear-view mirror one last time.
That figure was definitely Karen.
She carried two large shopping bags, donned a new outfit, and was laughing joyfully with someone
who looked like her mom.
Jeffrey then slammed on the brakes again, which was done in an uncharacteristic and sneaky
manner.
âMom, I think this pink dress looks great on me, doesnât it?â
âGorgeous! My daughter looks beautiful in anything.â Karenâs mom, Serena, wore an indulgent
smile.
How could she not dote on her only daughter, who was always the apple of her eye?
âAlright, Iâll wear this tonight!â Karen knew her own strengths; her fair skin made the pink dress even
more flattering.
Someone said a fair complexion could tone down many flaws.
Just as Karen was about to head upstairs with her mom, she heard someone call her name from
behind.
Her shoulders tensed.
The last thing she wanted was to turn around.
âSomeone seems to be calling you,â Serena whispered softly.
âYeah, Mom, you go ahead. A friend of mine needs a word.â
Karen watched her mother take the bags upstairs and disappear before she finally turned around.
âJeffrey, what on earth do you want?â
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