CHAPTER SIXTEEN: ANONYMOUSLY GIFTED.

NEXT MORNING ~MAE~ George had to leave for work so early because he had a meeting with the board of directors. He didn't make me breakfast and restrained me from cooking too, so I had to get myself something to eat with the money he left on the table. The ringing sound of the doorbell distracted me from the movie I was watching. Worst of all, it was a scene where I was expecting something to happen. “Coming...” I shouted without bothering to make a move; instead, my eyes remained glued to the television. I knew who it was, so I didn't bother asking. I'd placed an order for food, so I knew it was either a delivery guy or a lady. Crazily, I watched the movie for about six minutes before heading towards the door. “I’m sorry, I was doing something in the kitchen.” I lied, opening the door, but surprisingly, it wasn't a delivery guy or lady who I'd expected to see in uniform; it was the gateman instead. “Mr. Geoff?” I called. I've heard George call him that quite a number of times, s