The level of proficiency of the waiter was as fast as a cheetah. Then next to the delicacies was a small piece of receipt with the amount of money she was required to pay.
"Enjoy," the hostess said, she left and disappeared into the crowd of customers in front of her.
"How do you feel after causing the death of Nora Jabari, just jealous of her love for Xaiver Nolan but he hated you instead." Her friend replied, while staring at the bright and gay scene outside.
"Sigh,you still ask that question till now, don't you ever tire?"
"Why tire, I should be persistent." Myla Grayson replied, taking a sip from her orange juice in a glass.
"Still I refuse those false accusations, I never killed Nora Jabari."
"But you watched and did nothing and now you are still doing nothing."
Quetzalli Axel's salad was the Mystic Salad which consisted of mixed greens, goat cheese, candied pecans, red onions, and a pecan vinaigrette. The sandwich she chose was the turkey club. That included roasted turkey, smoked ham, bacon, cheddar cheese, lettuce, tomato, and honey.
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Light seeped into Quetzalli Axel's room. She rubbed her bleary eyes then sat up on the bed and supported her head with the dutchess bed headrest.
There was a pearl glow in the sky. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsongs drifted in. Outside some groundsmen were up already trimming the lawn in the axel mansion. A soft knock on the door brought her back to concentration.
The door hinges creaked and a young lady came into the room. Something about that day was still bothering Quetzalli Axel, she had thought about the question that her friend had asked her the previous day, but found no reason for the question.
"Morning young lady." She saluted Quetzalli Axel. The young lady was casually dressed in a black well fitted dress with some buttons running from the top of the v-shaped neckline to the middle of the dress where her waist was. She wore a pair of black leather slippers and her hair was held up in a high ponytail. The young maidservant walked to where the windows were and drew the curtains aside.
"Young lady, get prepared, your father and mother are waiting for you in the dining room." Said the young lady.
Quetzalli Axel stretched herself and looked outside the window, dewdrops were still shining on the dewy morning grass. Quetzalli Axel then stared at her hands, was she capable of committing murder, she wondered but that question was too late, the incident had already happened. She wore the pink fluffy slippers on the carpet but she was still in her icy blue linen pyjamas.
After the maiden left her room, Quetzalli Axel suddenly remembered that her elder sister, Aaliyah Axel was coming back to the country that day. She hurriedly ran to the bathroom and taken a warm shower before applying her makeup on. She knew very well that her father and mother had arranged a banquet for welcoming Aaliyah Axel back to the country.