“Miss Harp,” Samantha called after she pressed the button of the intercom. “Please come to my office.”
“Be right there,” her secretary replies, the sound of shuffling feet echoing on the speakers of the intercom. It was another regular and bland day for Samantha at her company. After the almost disastrous family dinner at Brique Restaurant three days ago, everything was back to normal. Except her mother kept probing her about the crowd that surrounded them during that dinner. Except Christian and his family were staying over for another family bonding that their parents scheduled.
They were going on a picnic this Saturday and boat-fishing on the next day.
Samantha tried to reason out she couldn’t join because of her work, but her mother was very persistent in cancelling all of her impor
