Ghost Chefs のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

"Hello, Amanda. Are you still there?“ Mrs Freya asked over the phone. I cleared my throat and composed myself all the while thinking of a perfect excuse to give her. “Yes, Mrs Freya, I am with you," I replied.She sighed in relief. “For a moment, I thought I had lost. you,“ she said. “No, you didn't. I was just pondering on what you said,“ I answered. "I know it sounds awkward but my instincts are never wrong. Surprisingly, you know that name which is why I am being suspicious,” she explained. “Well from my research, I found out that your children had stayed away from home for a long time. So, there's no saying that during those times only Calvin and Mason addressed Andrew as Drew,“ I reasoned. There was a mini silence over the line. “Well, that sounds believable but I don't know why I can't come to terms with that explanation," she muttered. "Not my problem, woman," I muttered under my breath.She was a persuasive woman and it would take a while to change her thoughts on some

“Ama!" Cassie yelled my name as soon as I walked out of the airport. She had offered to pick me up when I arrived and I hadn't refused. “Cas," I called, running towards her. We hugged and exchanged pleasantries. “Where the fuck is my muffins?“ She asked immediately. I rolled my eyes. "I knew something was up when you offered to drive me home from the airport,” I stated. “What? There is no such thing," she denied, her eyes diverting everywhere except my face. I gave a questioning eyebrow. "Really?"“Alright, I needed to get my hands directly on the muffins,“ she confessed. “Thought as much," I smiled.“So, can you hand them over now?“ She asked.“Why should I?“ I asked innocently. “Well, because I asked for it and I drove out here to pick you up from the airport,” she replied. “I could have called a cab," I countered, "But you didn't." "That is because a certain someone offered to pick me up not because she was concerned about my well-being but just so she could get her hand

“You told me it was going to be a small party," I accused Cassie. I had to yell at the top of my voice so she could hear me because the music in the club was loud. After the close of work, I rushed home to change my clothes and get ready for the party that Cassie had set up for me. On getting there, it was different from what I had expected. I thought it was going to be a small gathering of just us and our co-workers but Cassie had gone the extra mile of inviting not just our co-workers but also my old schoolmates and some people that I didn't even know where they came from. Cassie snorted. “Of course, it is," she replied.“Seriously? You call this a small party?“ I asked, gesturing at the people gathered. Cassie had booked a VIP section at the club. How she had been able to do that was beyond my imagination. Not like it mattered to me. What was more important was the fact that I had to socialise with people who I barely talked to anymore. For the love of God, I can't even remembe

"Umm, hey Cas. I am going to head back home now. I am a bit tired and tipsy from all the alcohol," I told her, catching up to her at the bar. “What? Why? We are just getting started on your birthday party. You can't leave before everyone,“ she said, her eyes heavy with alcohol. “Seriously, Cas. We have been drinking and partying for more than five hours now. The alcohol in you is not making you think logically. I think it's time we call it a night," I told her, taking the drink from her and returning it to the bartender. “Come on, Ama That's my drink," she whined. “No, it isn't. You need to stop and go home now. We have work to do tomorrow and I wouldn't want both of us to be dead drunk before then. Not like we aren't drunk already,“ I said, muttering the last part to myself. “Fine," she grumbled, leaving the bar. “Let me get my purse and say goodbye to the others," she said.“Sure. That sounds fine to me. I need to also thank them for coming,” I said following after her to the V

I walked into my apartment to meet it the same way I had left it. There was no sign of Drew and I wondered if he had forgotten his way to my place. That can't happen because this was somewhere he and his brothers had stayed for years. Maybe he went to get something I concluded. With that thought in mind I meandered to my bedroom to rid myself of the clothes I was wearing. Cassie had gone all out with my birthday attire. lt was a gift from her and she had pleaded for me to wear it to the party. It was a beautiful black gown that clung to my body and accentuated my curves. I had loved it immediately I saw it but there was no fun if I had just put it on without stressing Cassie a bit. I stumbled into my bedroom, flinging the shoes in the process. Damn, those heels had been killing me all through the night. When I had been dancing with it, I hadn't felt the pain but now that my legs were no longer in motion, it felt like there was no flow of blood to my legs. I quickly stripped myself