"Me, argue with her?" Romeo sounded exasperated. Arguing was simply not in his nature; he'd rather let Arabella win.
"What the hell happened?" Carl was utterly confused.
"Just a pesky fly buzzing around my ears, getting on my nerves."
A fly? Carl was stumped. It took him a second to associate Serena with the fly. Could the boss be referring to Serena? Poor girl. In the boss's eyes, she was no more than a fly. Once upon a time, she was at least human. Now, she wasn't even that.
Romeo took out his phone again, dialed Kenneth, and said there was an urgent matter at the group that he needed to attend to. He would have to hitch a ride with Carl and have dinner with Arabella later.
"No problem, you do your thing."
Romeo was puzzled, not quite catching Kenneth's drift.
"Arabella is still young, isn't she?" Kenneth chuckled on the other end of the phone.
Romeo quickly caught on, saying, "I'm sorry, Uncle. I messed up."
Kenneth was taken aback by his response, "No, it's not your fault."
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