“Sir?” she politely addresses the man.
“Janis, bring Ms. Annabelle and I two iced green teas.”
“Yes, sir.” She scampers off.
“But you believed her lie.”
“Yes, I did, the little tramp. Here I thought I’d have to beg you. She certainly didn’t try to correct my assumption.” Why didn’t I expect this!
“I imagine I’m a monster in her eyes.”
“Actually, you’re the best in her eyes, but according to her, unavailable.”
“Because I wouldn’t let her return?”
“That’s right.”
“I’m afraid that she’s always had a way of bending the truth. Did she say anything about Mr. Hoyt.”
“Not much. At least not that I remember.”
“I see.”
“She told me a lot about you, though. She said that you met in Boston, that you turned her into a slave while she was still in school.”
“Yes, that’s basically true.”
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