Bryson stared at Gloria, who pursed her lips and said, "I'm sorry."
"I can't accept your apology. I want you to make it up to me!" Nydia demanded.
Jennifer came to her senses, nodded, and echoed, "I can't accept your apology either."
Gloria made a wry face. "What should I do? I have nothing to compensate you for."
"No way, how about cooking us dinner every day?"
Jennifer sniggered, "Seriously? Come on, you cheeky girl."
"Don't you want it? Aren't we supposed to be on the same side?"
Bryson smiled and said nothing.
After a moment's hesitation, Jennifer ate with a knife and fork and beamed, "That makes sense. We can't forgive you in such a short time. How about this? Cook us dinner for a month until you are out of food."
Nydia sighed, "A month is not enough. What if something holds
