Maya's POV
Angela stormed out of my house, fuming with anger. She was probably going to confirm if I had purchased some shares in their company as I claimed.
But she left her mother behind -works fine for me anyway- but not when granny is playing matchmaker.
"Maya dear, come and take a look at this one" She called me as I let go of her foot and sat back beside her on the couch.
I was manicuring those uncared nails of hers but I had to stop to glance at the pictures
"I just chatted my friends now and they sent their son's pictures over, you just need to make a choice "
I stared at the first picture, the guy didn't look too bad; blonde hair brushed and gelled to the nape of his neck; teeth that looked too white they were almost sparkling; dimples on his cheeks -ooh, I love dimples - and attractive hazel eyes.
