Once Minnie was done, Irvin got up and prepared to leave. Looking at the phone that he had left behind, I called him, "Mr. Granger, how much is the phone?"
"This much," he raised the bag of muffins in his hand and said. "A fair barter exchange."
At that, Irvin really left.
Minnie had never met him before. So, when she saw Irvin left, she came to stand by me and asked, "Madam, who is he?"
"He's Irvin, Yohannes's son."
"Oh!" Minnie nodded and mumbled under her breath, "I still don't know him!"
I laughed, but I didn't explain too much. She wouldn't know anyway.
Minnie handed me the bag of muffins that she had packed for Hendrix and said, "Master would be so delighted if he sees you bring them to him personally."
I wasn't sure whether Hendrix would be happy, but I knew for sure that he would be busy.
I hadn't been to the company in Jarold City. So, I was a little surprised when I arrived at the company by taxi.
Hendrix was indeed zealous. He had bought all three of the main buildings in the downtown area for the company, and it was imposing.
People were walking in and out of the front door of the main building. Minnie was worried that I would be pushed, so she put an arm around me and reminded me, "Be careful."
At the reception desk.
"Arianna!" Minnie looked at me and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you tired? Go over there and rest for a while. I'll talk to them."
I smiled softly and shook my head at her, "It's okay, Minnie." Putting a hand to support my baby bump, I walked up to the front desk and asked the lady, "Is the supposed fiancee a Miss Burton?"
The receptionist seemed shocked that I was able to name his fiancee, and she nodded, "Yes! She's the lady from the Moore family who was lost many years ago. She met Mr. Roberts in Ucrebury. She's already pregnant with his child, and I heard that they are going to get married soon."
"Nonsense!" Minnie scolded as she couldn't bear it any longer. "What are you talking about? Just how shameless Andrea must be to keep pestering Mr. Roberts? Her baby can't be his!"
"Ma'am, please watch what you said! You shouldn't badmouth her," The front desk lady seemed to be very defensive of Andrea.
Minnie sneered, "Badmouth? Andrea? What a joke! If she had done nothing wrong, what was there to talk bad about her?"
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