  &quot;How was your day?&quot; He asked.
  &quot;Stressful as usual.&quot; How did your presentation go?&quot; She asked, trying not to laugh.
  &quot;The best I have had,&quot; he said, giving her a stern look.
  &quot;Wow!&quot; Mitchell said, feigning a straight face before she finally spurts out laughter when she caught Daniel s knowing look.
  &quot;Congratulations&quot; She manages to say amidst laughter
  &quot;Thanks.&quot; 
  They discussed work for the next few minutes until their order arrived. Their wine, put in a bucket of ice, was placed at the center of their table. Their food was served, and another waiter soon joined the waitress at their table to serve their wine. Mitchell watched, always fascinated with the dexterity with which the restaurant staff goes about their work. Especially the waiters responsible for serving the drink. White Gloves in hands with white apron o

  &quot;Should we place our order for dessert yet?&quot; Daniel asked almost at the same time as she was talking to him.
  &quot;No dessert for me,&quot; Mitchell said.
  &quot;Okay.&quot; He replied. I have got something to show you,&quot; He added, reaching into his pocket to bring out a beautiful box.
  &quot;What is that?&quot; Mitchell asked curiously. 
  Daniel opened the box; it contained a very beautiful necklace. If not the most beautiful she had seen.
  &quot;Isn t this beautiful?&quot; She said, running her hand beautifully over the necklace.
  &quot;You think she would like it?&quot; Daniel asked quietly, sounding and looking serious.
  &quot;She.&quot; Mitchell thought.
   Daniel s girlfriend. They have only been dating for a year and Mitchell has only met her thrice, spoke a couple of times on the phone. She seems nice to her. Though Mitchell couldn t guess if she was crazi

  But more than surprised, he would be when Mitchell strikes back because she was going to make him pay and at a very high price for the products he stole.
  Mitchell rang her secretary.
  A moment later, they were both leaving her office for the company s garage.
  Mitchell stopped at the reception lobby; her chauffeur was there waiting for her. Even though Mitchell prefers to drive herself most times, her chauffeur was always present at work. 
  He stood up as he saw her enter the reception lobby.
  &quot;Good evening, madam,&quot; he said with a bow of his head.
  &quot;Evening Abdul&quot; She answered, smiling at him, before turning to her secretary. 
  &quot;You can hand over that to him,&quot; she said, referring to her properties in Debbie s hand 
  Debbie handed over her bag and some other files she was carrying to Abdul and bade Mitchell goodnight before taking her leave.
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&quot;How was your day?&quot; He asked.
  &quot;Stressful as usual.&quot; How did your presentation go?&quot; She asked, trying not to laugh.
  &quot;The best I have had,&quot; he said, giving her a stern look.
  &quot;Wow!&quot; Mitchell said, feigning a straight face before she finally spurts out laughter when she caught Daniel s knowing look.
  &quot;Congratulations&quot; She manages to say amidst laughter
  &quot;Thanks.&quot; 
  They discussed work for the next few minutes until their order arrived. Their wine, put in a bucket of ice, was placed at the center of their table. Their food was served, and another waiter soon joined the waitress at their table to serve their wine. Mitchell watched, always fascinated with the dexterity with which the restaurant staff goes about their work. Especially the waiters responsible for serving the drink. White Gloves in hands with white apron on, they looked so professional and smart. They opened the wine professionally and poured the dri

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