"Mr Mancuso, Ariel has been calling with no end. She demands to talk to you." I rolled my eyes at what Gracie said, I remember strictly telling her to block Ariel's number and to tell her I don't want to talk to her.
"Did you block her number?" I asked with a sigh.
"Yes sir, but she keeps calling with different numbers."
"The moment you hear her voice hang up. When you grow tired, threaten her."
"Okay, sir." She giggled, I rest my head on my desk tired, a whole month I've been stuck in this office for more than fifteen hours trying to make my father happy. And he hasn't even called once to tell me I can come back home now.
I work every day endless trying to please a man who I'm certain is busy with his girlfriend somewhere in another country wasting his money. Mother has tried to call and check up on me but the conversations have been the same always.
