Chapter 43

Gabrielle has been talking to this group of people for so long now. Not even ten minutes into the conversation, and I found myself zoning out. There was a lot of talk about money, deals and statistics. Yes, I could understand some of it; I had done a short online course on accounts a year back. It was a necessity, as my father was no longer there to help with the accounts stuff, a subject he was so good at, and I took it as my mission to learn a few basics and take his place. But all of this was just a little too much, and it was quite boring. 

I wanted to leave; I kept sneaking glances at the people around us. I was hungry, and I could feel my stomach grumbling. It was around eight now, and yet very few of them had bothered enough to have dinner; the rest of them seemed too caught up with their conversations. 

I glanced at the food table and felt my stomach grumble once again. Would it be rude if I excused myself and helped myself with some food? Ugh, this s