Sia couldn’t make meaning of what the guy just said hence she c****d her brows questioningly. Their eyes meshed.
“Excuse me?” Sia asked, quite befuddled. Among all the twenty people she had interviewed, no one behaved weirdly.
No one had the balls to ogle at her face the way the young man did.
‘What’s with the look? Why is he behaving abnormally?’ Sia asked herself.
“Ahem!” She coughed so the guy would recollect his resolve.
“Oh, I’m sorry ma’am.” He apologized, inching closer to the seat.
“Please have a seat.” Sia gestured, eyes not straying from his.
The guy settled on the chair, clasping his hands together.
“What’s your name…?”
“Liam!” He answered abruptly.
Startled, Sia reclined her head a tad, studying the guy’s features.
She doesn’t seem to know this person but something
