"Here's the coffee, sir."
Of course Lisa had to bend down to put the hot coffee cup on the table. She was already cursing in her heart when she felt the collar of her shirt being exposed and definitely showing the bra she was wearing. Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed by the old man. The sudden act caused her to quickly withdraw her hand!
The still hot milk coffee then fell onto the man's shirt and coat. Not only that, the hot coffee must have gotten into his shirt and burned his chest.
Eat that shit, baldy!
Lisa just wanted to bury herself alive and cry without tears. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Aaron give the man a mocking look and remain sitting still, not helping him.
"Oh my, sir, I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!"
Lisa quickly grabbed the tissue box at the end of the table. She took a few sheets of tissue to wipe away the black coffee marks that were now staining Surya's bone-white shirt.