Continuation of sorry
I turned to the person who had spoken and to my surprise it was my manager "Sir Daryl?" When I asked, he immediately smiled and approached me again. "How is your work here?" He nodded and sat down on the chair while facing me and talking, "It's okay." I answered and he laughed softly. "just call me Daryl, and we are the same age so, Just call me on my name." when he reminded her, it was Daryl who was handsome in his floral polo that looked like he was wearing it on the beach, and his smooth skin, still polite to the woman. "Okay, all right Daryl," I repeat and smile at him. "Have you eaten yet Cassandra? I have some food inside, come, eat first." when he invites. huh? me, eat me, don't bother anymore. and then I'm still at work ... "when I refuse. I know this man has been looking at me for a long time but he just pays attention to it." are you okay with that, I'm the manager, I won't reduce your salary. "he said and laughed softly." I'm still full, and I ate before I came here. "I said again, he immediately laughed, he stood up and set the chair aside, for some unknown reason he shook his head and more. I approached, he took my hand and pulled me inside, "Daryl, I'm fine don't bother," I said again but he didn't listen, he kept pulling me in and a lot of food came out of me on a table "Eat first Cassandra, I brought that for you and Nicky." I heard him say, "Michelle, eat here, let us eat." when he took care of his sister. "I'll eat later, brother," she replied Michelle and continued to write. "Okay, let's go together, eat there." She said and took a seat and gave it to me, he sat in the opposite chair in front of me.