Chapter 80 The Invitation

• She shook her head as her gaze fell upon my hands. In a soft voice, she complimented, “I’m here to see you, Ms. Stovall. By the way, Ms. Stovall, I must say, you have a pair of really lovely hands.”
• After a polite greeting, I chuckled lightly and said, “You must be joking, Ms. Anderson. Your hands are even fairer and softer than mine.” Such was the conversation between two women - pretentious, polite, and full of insinuations.
• Seeing that she was here personally, I was sure that she did not come for just a mere chat. I went to retrieve some Black Ivory coffee beans that were bought by Ashton and smiled, “I usually don’t drink coffee much. Ashton, however, loves them. Let me serve you some of Ashton’s prized coffee beans today. I hope that you’ll find them suitable to your taste.”