Chapter 53 Chat With Us, Miss.

“I’m sorry, but I have something to attend to, so I’ll be leaving now. Take your time, and we’ll catch up later.”

Eileen was accustomed to solitude and did not believe in the concept of true friendship.

She departed, and this time, no one tried to stop her again.

As Eileen stepped out of the shop, Mr. Samuels came out, wearing an apron and holding a plate of food. “Miss, are you in such a hurry? Those kids aren’t bothering you, are they?”

“No,” she replied.

“Don’t judge them too harshly. Those children aren’t bad; they just want to play with you.”

“Mr. Samuel, I understand, but I still have something to buy, so I’ll be leaving now.”

“Alright, remember to come over for dinner tomorrow, free of charge. Eat to your heart’s

content.”

Eileen smiled and nodded, saying, “Okay.”

After leaving, Eileen purchased some personal clothes, a few changes of outfits, and a couple of pairs of shoes, all at reasonable prices.

She was preparing to settle here for a considerable period.

Time flew by, and nearly three months had passed since Eileen began living there. During this period, she worked as a waiter at Mr. Samuel’s restaurant, earning a decent wage of 50 dollars a day, along with daily meals.

The daytime customer flow was sparse, while evenings could get busier during supper time.

Initially, the work left her tired with sore feet and legs, but she eventually grew accustomed

to it

waiter was a completely new experience for her, but it mostly cleaning tables, so

too

rare period of

to control her luxuroux comfort no plush bedy or

no

and shedder hands began dewater

unsightly with peeling

days, likely preoccupied with taking care of Vera. Eileen understood the situation and was fine with it. She knew that if Sharon were around, she would never let

evening, and the restaurant’s customers had already left. Eileen finished cleaning the

men in their thirties sat shirtless near the entrance, having consumed three or four

next door to my

me from sleeping.

This girl doesn’t seem to like talking to anyone and seems to

that Eileen might hear their disrespectful words,

want to provoke the group of drunk men and decided

how do you know such things,

was a good student, why would she work here instead of

the talk! Let’s call her over

Your name is Eileen, right? Come here, and

best

Eileen continued washing dishes, she pretended not to hear the lewd comments from the group of men and instead looked toward her coworker, Hannah, who

gave her a smug smile, Eileen turned away and left

our order, ca,t your me?

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the plate, washed her hands, and quickly brought over a menu. “What dishes would you like to

stared at her with predatory eyes, giving off a pungent and

got plenty of money.” He took out a wallet from his pocket, placed it on the table, and pulled out 300 dollars, offering it to Eileen. Spend the day

burst

a part-timer here, and that’s not the service we provide. Do you want to order more food? If not, I have work to do,”

me, have a chat, and share a few drinks.”

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