Unrecognizable

From his desk where Mr. Samson sat, he kept peeking from his spectacles at Dylan and a lady who happened to be his secretary. Dylan was sitting on the sofa while Chloe was close to him, on her feet to be precise.

"Hmm… Hmm," Mr. Samson cleared his throat and adjusted his spectacles.

"What's your name, young lady?" He asked, looking at Chloe, whose eyes seemed to be growing bigger out of nervousness.

"I'm Ariel Peterson, sir" She said softly, and a grin enveloped on his lips.

"You were the one who replied to my email this morning?" He asked and she nodded.

Dylan nudged her and she turned. "What did you both talk about?" He asked in a whisper.

"Nothing much" Samson who kind of heard him replied. Dylan faked a cough and looked away.

"I asked why you didn't show up, and she replied saying; My boss is sorry, and he promises to show up to apologize properly" Samson quoted and Dylan scoffed.

"Indeed, I said… Isn't that so, Miss Peterson?" Dylan uttered and Chloe smiled nervously.

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