Chapter 23

Chapter 23

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"Why aren't we discussing on this file then, if that was what brought us here?" I enquired, getting impatient with the silence.

He picked up the file and handed it to me, "read it out."

He commanded. I blinked, not expecting that.

"What, you can't read?" I shot at him.

He rolled his eyes and ushered me to read on.

I opened the first page, "why do i have to read this? Can't you just tell it to me?" I whined, there were only but a few paragraphs in each page.

"I knew you weren't even going to go through the previous one i gave to you, that's why i brought you here." He reckoned, obviously satisfied with his trick.

"So there's actually no 'stylist'? You just tricked me into coming here?!" I said a little too loudly.

He frowned, pushing his lunch away from him. "No, the stylist is simply late– this was on the schedule too." He explained.

I looked wearily at him, not sure if i was to believe his answer.

"Well then, what's this stylist going to do?"

He pinched the bri