Catherine,
Parking my car in the alley I walked to the door and pressed the bell.
I was greeted by a middle-aged woman; she was wearing the grey white outfit that every house helper wears in this house.
“miss West, it’s so good seeing you here.” She said.
“Hii, Lauren, how have you been?”
“I am good miss.”
“where is my dad?” I asked her.
“he is in the study, he is working, his secretary Mr. Palmer is with him too.” she told.
“okay, thanks I'll meet him there.” I said and walked inside.
Walking up the flight of stairs, I reached his study. I sat there on the couch waiting for them to come out. It was still quarter to ten, which means I have to wait fifteen more minutes before he would see me.
The time was passing like a snail, I checked it like four time and it’s not even nine-fif
