" Nice to see you, Mr.."
" Oh. My name is Steven. "
" uhh. "
I continued " Mr.steven is this your real name? "
he looked at me with his disturbed look.
"Why are you asking madam?"
" no..nothing. I know a person with your name Steven. "
" my name? it's impossible madam," he said.
" Why are you saying that it's impossible? someone can have your name too. "
" no madam. it can't be. "
how can he say confidently?
so I raised another question.
" How can you say that ' it can't be ' ?"
" because I know. "
" a normal class family?"
" yes madam."
" in this country? " he understood my question.
" yes madam."
" outside the country?"
"yes madam, I have all the lists. "
" uh? "
I suppose he is playing. how he has the full list of the person's name. Is he the government or any ruler?
" that is......"
he was interrupted by the butler.
" Mr.Steven, don't you have any work in the office?"
he stares at the butler for a second.
