Chapter eighty one

"Mr. Denzel, you wanted this information." Walking in his cabin Nia put a blue file on the table. Denzel was staring at the sky, silent.

This man, the first time she saw was when he was lying on the sofa while having a wine glass in his hand. He looked like a lost child who was crying and looked so helpless. She did not know that she would be able to see him coming back to his cabin sober-mindedly. Before he used to come back to his cabin all drunk. It was kind of a miracle to see him back to his previous position.

"Ok, you can go now." Nia was still observing him when he told her to leave. With a bow, she left his cabin. 

As she left he quickly ran to the table and opened the file. It had all the details that could clear all his questions.

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"Mommy, wake up." Enna's little hand was pulled, Serena. She was still sleeping. "Mommy, tie my hair." She pulled her hand again.