22. The Fear Of Mr Pompous

For a moment, intense hunger seized to exist in my system as the last words of Mr. Pompous rang endlessly in my head like a bell.

He wanted me to do something. Answers to questions.

Could this meal be a bribe or something....? I was confused about the sudden change in his actions towards me.

He remains the devil in an Armani suit but not only has he given me food, but he also feeds me, himself.

"I would rather choke you to the bed with my hands, Senorita. That way, you'll curse out my name"

That sentence from him quickly eliminated the possibility of food poisoning.

He was too proud to let poison take the pleasure of killing me.

Then what else could be the reason?

I groaned in pain as my stomach reminded me that two spoons of porridge would not completely take care of the starvation I'd experienced for days now.

Mr. Pompous could also change his mind and decide to take the meal away.

He was becoming unpredictable lately.

Knowing this, I instantly consumed the remaining content at the