Mrs. Miller remained still as she gazed at her phone which was on the dining table. Never had she felt as insulted or humiliated as she was feeling at the moment. She had been humiliated in the presence of her brother and daughter, both of who she had invited over to show them how efficient she was at getting results.
They had all been gathered together having lunch while awaiting the package from the private investigator before the last call came in.
"There is no need to be furious. I told you before now that he is a very arrogant young man. Let's just forget about him," Mr. Wyatt told his sister with a shake of his head.
"I'm sorry, mother. It's all my fault. Don't worry, I will take care of it," Anita assured her mother and uncle.
