Chapter Six
Wanting to watch everything that happens, you insert a tiny chip into the old wristwatch on your hand and open up the interface that will connect you to the identical video chip you placed on the roof which allows you to capture every part of the house.
Immediately, the different parts of the house came into view on your wall and you click on the living room for total focus.
Downstairs in the living room, you watch the interaction between the two people you left behind, "thank God I can read their lips, I still need to work more on this chip to be able to project sounds too." With your slender finger placed on the corner of your lips, you decided on what to do to improve the product that came to be as a result of your ingenuity.
Seeing them stand, you focus back on the pair as you watch them move to the dining room.
With a smile so bright, you see your stepmother fawning over Mr. Serf and you read her words, "can you perceive the delicious aroma of this food?" "You can tell that she is a great chef because I can vouch for her good cooking."
"Oh, you don't have to tell me, since I ate that breakfast, I have been eager to eat this lunch and the aroma is drowning my senses that I can't wait to start eating." You feign sickness when you see his tongues lick his lips.
"Then no more waiting, and to show my sincerity in this union, I will serve you myself." Your stepmother says as she opens the lids of the dishes.
"I hope you are not allergic to any of the dishes on this table," She asks Mr. Serf.
"Not at all. I am not a picky eater." He replied.
With his focus on the food, Mr. Serf did not see your stepmother rolling her eyes at his statement.
Once the food was served, and just as Mr. Serf picked up the spoon to start eating, a ringing tone sounded.
Grrrrrrrrhhhhh...
You heard the ringing of the phone from where you sat inside your room, and with a sly smile on your face, you closed the interface connection and lightly skipped to the stairway to listen closely.
"Oh, Mr. Serf, your is ringing." Your stepmother called his attention to it.
"Forget it, don't let it disturb our good conversation. I will return the call when I get to the office later on." You heard him state with his mind made up.
'Smirk, you will dance to your office soon.' Laughing hard on the stairway, you covered your mouth to prevent the sound from coming out.
Grrrrrrrrhhhhh, Grrrrrrrrhhhhh, Grrrrrrrrhhhhh, Grrrrrrrrhhhhh...
The incessant ringing of the phone continued to disrupt their conversation and enjoyment of the burst of flavors on their tongues.
'I know this man is a bit of a fool but is he that foolish not to know he is supposed to either put it in silence or switch the phone off?' Knowing what thoughts run through your stepmother's head, you secretly cursed at her while she continues with her thoughts.
'Hmph, if not because I want to kill two birds with one stone by first making Shaira marry a fool and an old man, and also getting a huge amount of money from the marriage, I won't be sitting here and try enduring the spittle this idiot is throwing all over my living room. The more reason I will make sure he marries Shaira, this marriage must work because my efforts cannot go in vain.'
Glimpsing at the resolute expression that filtered across your stepmother's face, you scorn her internally, 'Let's wait and see then if your plan will work. And I also promise that you will not go scot-free, I will make sure to teach you a lesson you will never forget, but not now.'
Mr. Serf, oblivious to the thoughts running through the head of the woman sitting opposite of him, angrily brought out his phone and pressed the answer button, "you are fired!" Not allowing the person on the other side of the phone to utter a word, he roared and hung up immediately.
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