Author's point of view
Jessica saw Laila sitting with Liam and hurried over with cups of coffee. "You did a very good job getting ready like this," she said to Laila. "It's not good to sit in pyjamas in front of important guests. So, good job."
"Thanks, Mom," Laila replied with a sweet smile but it added as soon as she saw Liam didn't pay any heed to them.
Jessica turned to Liam. "You know, Mr. Liam, Laila is my hardest-working daughter. She does so much hard work. Right now, she’s taking care of us. I can’t work, and she’s handling everything for us. She takes care of every need we have. She is so smart and supportive. We are blessed to have a daughter like her."
Liam listened, feeling irritated but trying not to show it. "Oh, I see," he said, giving a small, forced smile and rolling
