"Okay." I sparingly said that I was accompanied by a nod.
"Have you eat your lunch?" She suddenly changed the subject.
"Yes, I'm already done eating." I replied. Earlier, when I got out of the van, Mang Bert told me to have lunch first, because it was already past twelve when we arrived at the office.
"Good." She sat up straight. She also took out her cellphone. I don’t know what she looked at there.
"Would you mind if I ask you some personal questions, Sydney?" I was stunned. I can't understand her. We've only been together for a few hours here, it's like how much she wants to know me. I don't want to think that she is insecure with me because she is no less insecure than me. She has everything. She's pretty. She's rich. Let's add that her husband is the son of the richest family in t
