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"Roel!"
Roel frowned when he heard his name. It was Sunday morning and it was one of the days that he goes to work. He usually comes to work, hours before his shift starts so that he has time for his preparations. Currently, he was inside the kitchen at his present workplace, where he stood in front of his counter, reading off the recipes that he had stuck on the counter.
After he was being detained for being a suspect in the death of Mateo Zant, he had been told to stop working. This was because the police wouldn't let a suspect work freely while the investigations were still ongoing.
And unfortunately, this brings a bad light to his image as his ex-colleagues now sees him differently. Hence, instead of going back to his previous workplace, he had applied at another restaurant for a new job. He did not want to deal with the unwelcome stares from his ex-colleagues.
Here, at his current workplace, although it wasn't that far from his old workplace, the atmosphere was much better as it has an unhurried environment. It was quite understandable as the restaurant was more intimate. To describe the place clearly was that the restaurant caters more to private dinners, rather than being family-oriented, which was what his previous workplace caters to.
It was time for his shift and he was about to start on his preparations for his starters when someone called his name through the open kitchen window.
He glanced over and saw a female hostess smiling brightly at him. "Roel!" she called once more. She then gestured at him to come over with a wave of her hand.
Roel frowned. Although he enjoys working in this restaurant, there was one thing that dampened his mood whenever he went to work, which was the presence of this woman. Her name is Olivia; a pretty redhead woman with green eyes and a voluptuous body. Ever since he started working there, she had been pestering him, asking annoying questions, like where he is from, what he likes and so on.
Being the quiet one among the triplets, he usually just kept silent whenever she came over and let her drone on and on. And whenever she asked him a question, he usually answered with an abrupt 'yes', 'no' or 'I see'. Even if the question asked for a long answer.
Knowing that she was beckoning him over for another ridiculous talk, he inwardly sighed and walked over. She wasn't his superior, though. But he did not want to create any trouble in the workplace when he just worked there.
"Hey Roel, what are you doing after work?" she asked flirtatiously, her arms stacked on one another on the open kitchen window sill. Her chest was on top of her arms, exposing a bit of her cleavage.
Roel narrowed his eyes through his lens and just kept quiet, not answering.
Apparently, that did not stop the woman from asking more questions.
"Are you free later after work?"
"Did you know there's a new movie coming out at the cinema?"
"Want to check it out with me?"
"There's a cute restaurant that I want to try out, want to go with me?"
Roel continued to listen with his poker face, not answering her. He was trying to withhold his visible nausea of standing too close to the woman. He could feel and scent her coquetry from where he stood and it smelled awful to him. He could also smell her reek of being 'impure' as it appears that she had slept with more than one man.
In the midst of her asking questions, another colleague of theirs walked over to them.
Seeing how the man looked undisturbed by their conversation as if it was normal for him to see Olivia shooting her questions out to the silent Roel, it seems like this was another typical day for them.
The man first nodded to Olivia in greeting before turning to Roel. "Roel, you've got a visitor," he said.
Roel furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. Who could be visiting him while he was working?
-----
A couple of hours before.
Jeayan stood, leaning against the doorframe of her front door, her arms crossed across her chest. She was only wearing a lacy maroon tank top and dark brown short pants with her hair tied up in a messy bun on top of her head.
She yawned as she looked at the couple in front of her with a dangerous glint in her eyes. "You do know that it's seven o'clock in the morning, do you? And that it's Sunday today, right?" she asked them slowly.
Amber's eyes widened. It was her first time seeing an angry Jeayan. She glanced over at Erick, who gave her a look that said, 'I told you so'. She then quickly tries to calm the other girl, saying, "I'm sorry, Jeayan, for disturbing your Sunday but we need your help."
Jeayan frowned. "My help? What kind of help do you need that you would have to wake me up so early on a Sunday?" she sarcastically asked.
Amber visibly cringed. She really held a grudge against those who disturbs her Sunday sleep-in. She looked over at Erick once again, hoping he could help her deal with Jeayan.
Erick let out a sigh. Well, they both needed Jeayan's help so he should also make an effort to ask for her help. It was just that it was a bit hard for him to ask for help, especially from Jeayan. Guess that's ego speaking.
"Jeayan…" he began.
Jeayan narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously.
So Erick quickly explained his plans about Amber's brother's situation and how he needed to ask Roel to help talk to Amber's parents in regards to this. That day when he came up with the plan, he immediately went over to the packhouse after the tutoring session, to see Roel and told him of his plans.
However, Roel promptly rejected his suggestion and told him to think of another way. Erick had protested, asking him why he wouldn't help him. Roel just kept quiet, not answering him.
Unbeknownst to Erick, the reason as to why Roel had not wanted to help him was because he did not want to involve himself with another shifter's mate's family. He felt that it was unseemly that he should get mixed up in other people's affairs. That was just his personality.
The more Erick explained, the more downhearted Jeayan looked, which made Amber confused. Why does she look so sad?
Curious, Amber voiced out her concerns to Jeayan, who seemed startled that Amber had noticed.
It was then Jeayan told them of her insecurities about Roel. Even though he was her mate, he doesn't act like one. There was no jealousy, no affection, nothing! After that one sweet breakfast, he just stopped.
Amber and Erick looked at each other and back again to Jeayan, who looked down at the ground sadly.
Erick then said to her, "You know, Jeayan. Even though he doesn't show his feelings, we know how much he cares about you. He always asked me about you. Asking how you've been in school and whatnot."
"Why can't he ask me himself?" Jeayan exclaimed.
"I guess the only way to know that is to ask him personally. So, will you come with us?"
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"Roel!"
Roel frowned when he heard his name. It was Sunday morning and it was one of the days that he goes to work. He usually comes to work, hours before his shift starts so that he has time for his preparations. Currently, he was inside the kitchen at his present workplace, where he stood in front of his counter, reading off the recipes that he had stuck on the counter.
After he was being detained for being a suspect in the death of Mateo Zant, he had been told to stop working. This was because the police wouldn't let a suspect work freely while the investigations were still ongoing.
And unfortunately, this brings a bad light to his image as his ex-colleagues now sees him differently. Hence, instead of going back to his previous workplace, he had applied at another restaurant for a new job. He did not want to deal with the unwelcome stares from his ex-colleagues.
Here, at his current workplace, although it wasn't that far from his old workplace, the atmosphere was much better as it has an unhurried environment. It was quite understandable as the restaurant was more intimate. To describe the place clearly was that the restaurant caters more to private dinners, rather than being family-oriented, which was what his previous workplace caters to.
It was time for his shift and he was about to start on his preparations for his starters when someone called his name through the open kitchen window.
He glanced over and saw a female hostess smiling brightly at him. "Roel!" she called once more. She then gestured at him to come over with a wave of her hand.
Roel frowned. Although he enjoys working in this restaurant, there was one thing that dampened his mood whenever he went to work, which was the presence of this woman. Her name is Olivia; a pretty redhead woman with green eyes and a voluptuous body. Ever since he started working there, she had been pestering him, asking annoying questions, like where he is from, what he likes and so on.
Being the quiet one among the triplets, he usually just kept silent whenever she came over and let her drone on and on. And whenever she asked him a question, he usually answered with an abrupt 'yes', 'no' or 'I see'. Even if the question asked for a long answer.
Knowing that she was beckoning him over for another ridiculous talk, he inwardly sighed and walked over. She wasn't his superior, though. But he did not want to create any trouble in the workplace when he just worked there.
"Hey Roel, what are you doing after work?" she asked flirtatiously, her arms stacked on one another on the open kitchen window sill. Her chest was on top of her arms, exposing a bit of her cleavage.
Roel narrowed his eyes through his lens and just kept quiet, not answering.
Apparently, that did not stop the woman from asking more questions.
"Are you free later after work?"
"Did you know there's a new movie coming out at the cinema?"
"Want to check it out with me?"
"There's a cute restaurant that I want to try out, want to go with me?"
Roel continued to listen with his poker face, not answering her. He was trying to withhold his visible nausea of standing too close to the woman. He could feel and scent her coquetry from where he stood and it smelled awful to him. He could also smell her reek of being 'impure' as it appears that she had slept with more than one man.
In the midst of her asking questions, another colleague of theirs walked over to them.
Seeing how the man looked undisturbed by their conversation as if it was normal for him to see Olivia shooting her questions out to the silent Roel, it seems like this was another typical day for them.
The man first nodded to Olivia in greeting before turning to Roel. "Roel, you've got a visitor," he said.
Roel furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. Who could be visiting him while he was working?
-----
A couple of hours before.
Jeayan stood, leaning against the doorframe of her front door, her arms crossed across her chest. She was only wearing a lacy maroon tank top and dark brown short pants with her hair tied up in a messy bun on top of her head.
She yawned as she looked at the couple in front of her with a dangerous glint in her eyes. "You do know that it's seven o'clock in the morning, do you? And that it's Sunday today, right?" she asked them slowly.
Amber's eyes widened. It was her first time seeing an angry Jeayan. She glanced over at Erick, who gave her a look that said, 'I told you so'. She then quickly tries to calm the other girl, saying, "I'm sorry, Jeayan, for disturbing your Sunday but we need your help."
Jeayan frowned. "My help? What kind of help do you need that you would have to wake me up so early on a Sunday?" she sarcastically asked.
Amber visibly cringed. She really held a grudge against those who disturbs her Sunday sleep-in. She looked over at Erick once again, hoping he could help her deal with Jeayan.
Erick let out a sigh. Well, they both needed Jeayan's help so he should also make an effort to ask for her help. It was just that it was a bit hard for him to ask for help, especially from Jeayan. Guess that's ego speaking.
"Jeayan…" he began.
Jeayan narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously.
So Erick quickly explained his plans about Amber's brother's situation and how he needed to ask Roel to help talk to Amber's parents in regards to this. That day when he came up with the plan, he immediately went over to the packhouse after the tutoring session, to see Roel and told him of his plans.
However, Roel promptly rejected his suggestion and told him to think of another way. Erick had protested, asking him why he wouldn't help him. Roel just kept quiet, not answering him.
Unbeknownst to Erick, the reason as to why Roel had not wanted to help him was because he did not want to involve himself with another shifter's mate's family. He felt that it was unseemly that he should get mixed up in other people's affairs. That was just his personality.
The more Erick explained, the more downhearted Jeayan looked, which made Amber confused. Why does she look so sad?
Curious, Amber voiced out her concerns to Jeayan, who seemed startled that Amber had noticed.
It was then Jeayan told them of her insecurities about Roel. Even though he was her mate, he doesn't act like one. There was no jealousy, no affection, nothing! After that one sweet breakfast, he just stopped.
Amber and Erick looked at each other and back again to Jeayan, who looked down at the ground sadly.
Erick then said to her, "You know, Jeayan. Even though he doesn't show his feelings, we know how much he cares about you. He always asked me about you. Asking how you've been in school and whatnot."
"Why can't he ask me himself?" Jeayan exclaimed.
"I guess the only way to know that is to ask him personally. So, will you come with us?"
"Roel!" Roel frowned when he heard his name. It was Sunday morning and it was one of the days that he goes to work. He usually comes to work, hours before his shift starts so that he has time for his preparations. Currently, he was inside the kitchen at his present workplace, where he stood in front of his counter, reading off the recipes that he had stuck on the counter. After he was being detained for being a suspect in the death of Mateo Zant, he had been told to stop working. This was because the police wouldn't let a suspect work freely while the investigations were still ongoing. And unfortunately, this brings a bad light to his image as his ex-colleagues now sees him differently. Hence, instead of going back to his previous workplace, he had applied at another restaurant for a new job. He did not want to deal with the unwelcome stares from his ex-colleagues. Here, at his current workplace, although it wasn't that far from his old workplace, the atmosphere was much better as it has an unhurried environment. It was quite understandable as the restaurant was more intimate. To describe the place clearly was that the restaurant caters more to private dinners, rather than being family-oriented, which was what his previous workplace caters to. It was time for his shift and he was about to start on his preparations for his starters when someone called his name through the open kitchen window. He glanced over and saw a female hostess smiling brightly at him. "Roel!" she called once more. She then gestured at him to come over with a wave of her hand. Roel frowned. Although he enjoys working in this restaurant, there was one thing that dampened his mood whenever he went to work, which was the presence of this woman. Her name is Olivia; a pretty redhead woman with green eyes and a voluptuous body. Ever since he started working there, she had been pestering him, asking annoying questions, like where he is from, what he likes and so on. Being the quiet one among the triplets, he usually just kept silent whenever she came over and let her drone on and on. And whenever she asked him a question, he usually answered with an abrupt 'yes', 'no' or 'I see'. Even if the question asked for a long answer. Knowing that she was beckoning him over for another ridiculous talk, he inwardly sighed and walked over. She wasn't his superior, though. But he did not want to create any trouble in the workplace when he just worked there. "Hey Roel, what are you doing after work?" she asked flirtatiously, her arms stacked on one another on the open kitchen window sill. Her chest was on top of her arms, exposing a bit of her cleavage. Roel narrowed his eyes through his lens and just kept quiet, not answering. Apparently, that did not stop the woman from asking more questions. "Are you free later after work?" "Did you know there's a new movie coming out at the cinema?" "Want to check it out with me?" "There's a cute restaurant that I want to try out, want to go with me?" Roel continued to listen with his poker face, not answering her. He was trying to withhold his visible nausea of standing too close to the woman. He could feel and scent her coquetry from where he stood and it smelled awful to him. He could also smell her reek of being 'impure' as it appears that she had slept with more than one man. In the midst of her asking questions, another colleague of theirs walked over to them. Seeing how the man looked undisturbed by their conversation as if it was normal for him to see Olivia shooting her questions out to the silent Roel, it seems like this was another typical day for them. The man first nodded to Olivia in greeting before turning to Roel. "Roel, you've got a visitor," he said. Roel furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. Who could be visiting him while he was working? ----- A couple of hours before. Jeayan stood, leaning against the doorframe of her front door, her arms crossed across her chest. She was only wearing a lacy maroon tank top and dark brown short pants with her hair tied up in a messy bun on top of her head. She yawned as she looked at the couple in front of her with a dangerous glint in her eyes. "You do know that it's seven o'clock in the morning, do you? And that it's Sunday today, right?" she asked them slowly. Amber's eyes widened. It was her first time seeing an angry Jeayan. She glanced over at Erick, who gave her a look that said, 'I told you so'. She then quickly tries to calm the other girl, saying, "I'm sorry, Jeayan, for disturbing your Sunday but we need your help." Jeayan frowned. "My help? What kind of help do you need that you would have to wake me up so early on a Sunday?" she sarcastically asked. Amber visibly cringed. She really held a grudge against those who disturbs her Sunday sleep-in. She looked over at Erick once again, hoping he could help her deal with Jeayan. Erick let out a sigh. Well, they both needed Jeayan's help so he should also make an effort to ask for her help. It was just that it was a bit hard for him to ask for help, especially from Jeayan. Guess that's ego speaking. "Jeayan" he began. Jeayan narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously. So Erick quickly explained his plans about Amber's brother's situation and how he needed to ask Roel to help talk to Amber's parents in regards to this. That day when he came up with the plan, he immediately went over to the packhouse after the tutoring session, to see Roel and told him of his plans. However, Roel promptly rejected his suggestion and told him to think of another way. Erick had protested, asking him why he wouldn't help him. Roel just kept quiet, not answering him. Unbeknownst to Erick, the reason as to why Roel had not wanted to help him was because he did not want to involve himself with another shifter's mate's family. He felt that it was unseemly that he should get mixed up in other people's affairs. That was just his personality. The more Erick explained, the more downhearted Jeayan looked, which made Amber confused. Why does she look so sad? Curious, Amber voiced out her concerns to Jeayan, who seemed startled that Amber had noticed. It was then Jeayan told them of her insecurities about Roel. Even though he was her mate, he doesn't act like one. There was no jealousy, no affection, nothing! After that one sweet breakfast, he just stopped. Amber and Erick looked at each other and back again to Jeayan, who looked down at the ground sadly. Erick then said to her, "You know, Jeayan. Even though he doesn't show his feelings, we know how much he cares about you. He always asked me about you. Asking how you've been in school and whatnot." "Why can't he ask me himself?" Jeayan exclaimed. "I guess the only way to know that is to ask him personally. So, will you come with us?"
