Chapter112:Deceive Your Enemies Without Traces
Jamole was busy using the vacuum machine on the floor in Susan’s office when Roger barged in.
“Take this shitty vacuum away. I want to discuss with her,” he beamed, shooting dark brooding eyes at Jamole and waiting for his orders to be carried out.
Jamole bowed and engaged Susan in a brief eye contact before saying, “Okay, boss right away.”
Quickly he turned off the vacuum cleaner and varnished out of sight; not really out of eyeshot because he was still perched at the door to listen to them.
Just immediately Jamole left, Susan queried, “What was that all about? Do you expect me to stay in a dirty office?”
“Just same way you want me to believe all the lies you have been telling me,” Roger fumed, “Do you think I am a fool or a coward for falling in love with you, huh? Why do you keep playing a smart one on me?”
Susan dragged a unsuspicious brow at him, “What are you talking about? Have you come to pick a quarrel without any reason? The day is too early for this. Please use the door …”
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