C13 Chapter-13

Sara's POV:

"Hello Aunt Ella. Nice to meet you. How have you been?"

I greeted Aunt Ella. She was so pretty. It's been a long time since i last met her. I couldn't even remember because i was so little. But now, as i met her, she was pretty as well as stylish. I heard she owned a fashion brand.

"I'm fine, dear. But you know I'm so glad that you agreed to stay. I feel so good. Now i can entrust you with my son."

She seemed so kind while talking. I wasn't easy for me to put a smile in my face in pain, but i still did that. Uuh? What? Entrust me? With her son? I have to pamper a kid? No way? I am so bad at babysitting. What's going on? Isn't it good being bullied than be a babysitter? I just responded a smile.

"Sorry for interrupting young ladies. But it's good that both of you are already close. Thanks again Ella for helping me out. But i think i should go now. I got something to do at home, urgently. But really i can entrusted Sara with you."

Dad interrupted. He didn't tell me what he have to do at home. Guessed he never wants me to get worry about.

"It's okay Jones. At least i can do this for my sister (Sara's mom). Sara will be fine now. I'll let my son help her. Don't worry."

Aunt Ella comforted dad. Let her son help me? Is he big enough to help me? Wasn't i going to pamper him? I got so confused.

"Well, that's good. And thanks again. I should go now."

Dad got a calm smile on his face, got up from the chair and hug me gently, as he was aware of my pain. Then he said goodbye to both of us and left the restaurant. Restaurant was it where he brought me to meet Aunt Ella.

"So, are you hungry, dear? It's almost lunch time. What would you like to eat?"

Aunt Ella asked me politely while raising her right hand. A young waiter came to write order.

"Anything you prefer to."

I replied in a low voice. So, she ordered herself some Italian dishes and some side dishes as well.

" Do you like Italian dishes?"

After placing her order, waiter left and she tried to comfort me by asking questions as she could tell i was nervous.

"I do, i can make some too."

Still i replied in a low voice. Italian was something my step mom loved to eat. So whenever she wanted to eat, she let me make it. I was expert in cooking.

"Oh wow! That's good. My son also love Italian. You can cook for him too. We got a very large large house. Feel free to do anything."

I again responded with a smile.

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Richard POV:

Sara was sitting a bit far from me. I could easily see all her moves. She was with some beautiful, elegant lady I've never seen before. With expressions on her face, i could tell she was a bit confused. Don't know the reason. Why were they here? Why brother Jones wanted to introduce Sara to this woman. Who was she? What are they talking about? All these questions crossed my mind. I could inspect all there moves sitting two tables far from them, but couldn't hear their conversation.

"Hey Richard! I'm so hungry. Can we eat something since we are here?"

Robert, sitting besides me, suddenly interrupted.

"Just shut your mouth. Do whatever you want to do. Let me focus in something else."

I asked her to keep quite. I wanted to figure out what they were talking about. It was so confusing. Soon brother Jones left leaving Sara and that woman alone. Why did he leave Sara with that woman. What is it that i am not aware of? What going on?

"Yes Sir, what would you like to have?"

I heard a kind noise in my ears. Raised my head, a waiter was standing with a notepad and pen in his hands.

"Show me the menu card."

"Here you go, Sir."

Waiter passed the menu card to Robert.

"Okay, i want this, this one too , don't forget this one and make this one tastier."

"Thank you, Sir. Your order will be here soon."

Saying this, waiter left. I was still looking at Robert face. Are you a pig? Ordering this much? Whose going to pay for this all? Your father?

"What are you looking at? Didn't you say that do whatever you want to do?"

Robert just shrugged with a smile on his face.

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