"Did you eat properly? Should I order something else for you?" Marissa Sinclair had walked up to her seat like a good host and was inquiring about her needs and wellbeing.
Angela was finding it hard to believe. Why did she feel that Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair were being extra sweet with this girl?
Using her power and money, Angela could easily find out her background.
Yes! This is better. I'll ask my dad to hire someone to do this task.
"Thanks, Marissa. The food was really good. I'm sure your restaurant will thrive like the Kanderton one," Aniya told her sincerely and tried to get up. An older lady was standing nearby so she didn't find it suitable to keep her ass glued to the chair. But Marissa quickly placed her hands on her shoulders, a silent command to remain seated.
"Thank you. Did Alex show you around?" She gave Alex a brief questioning look before asking her, and Aniya chuckled.
