Mr. Huntington's Secret
I mouthed and enlarged my eyes, imagining that I was punching this man.
I had no choice but to stand there while I leaned forward to his desk.
"Cejay... I am working."
"I know. Just a sec," I uttered, reaching for the invitation letter with my other free hand. "There." A triumphant smile crossed my lips. "Here is an invitation letter from Jolly Children Association, a nonprofit organization. They are inviting you to attend their charity," I said, giving him the letter even though I already read it. "It smells good, too if you smell the paper," I added.
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