13: I AM GONNA HAVE FUN TONIGHT

I AM GONNA HAVE FUN TONIGHT

While Cliff and his dad were alone...2

"Son, what do you think about Ingrid?" Cliff knitted his brows at his father's question.

"Her? What do you want me to think about her?"

"Just your observation, I think?"

"Why are you asking me, father?"

"Ugh, it's nothing." Cliff narrowed his eyes.

He suspects, from a businessman's perspective, that his father was up to something. And he should plan. He could not afford to lose his freedom to do things his way.

"Whatever you are thinking, father, just don't do it." His tone is cold and indignant.

"Hahaha I never said anything, why are you so defensive? By the way how's the VeanCo? I heard that you'll launch something in that mall."

"We are still negotiating it. There's an international brand that wants to invest in this country, and it happens that I was acquainted with the owner." He said casually.

"Oh, so you mean to say that you already negotiated with them?"

"ahuh, it will only be a matter of time before we sign the contract."

His father tapped his shoulder, "I'm so proud of you, son." And before he could respond, his phone rang.

"Yes, Frank?"

"Hi Ford, are you free tonight? Let's hang out."

"What time?"

"Hmm, around seven thirty, are you free?"

"Okay, I also need some time to loosen up. Same place?"

"Yes, yes, same place." And they both hang up.

"Who was it?" his father inquired.

"A friend. I need to get going."

...

Meanwhile, at Ingrid's office, she received a text message from Liane,

Sistah: [hey sis, let's meet later, 8 p.m. same place.. see ya! xoxo]

Sissy: [hahaha, are you requesting or demanding?]

Sistah: [I think, both. Don't say no, please? We haven't bonded for a month. Just grant me this one, please?]

Sissy: [when could I say 'no' to you?]

Sistah: [you're the best! Wear something refreshing, okay? Not the executive type, loosen up a bit. Hahaha]

Sissy: [are you kidding me?]

Sistah: [See you, mwaa].

Ingrid could only smile. When she went home, she saw her son busy reading.

"Hey sweetie, how's your day?"

"Mommy!" the boy came running to her, and she cradled him, and she planted a small kiss on his chicks.

"It was fun mom. How's your day?"

Ingrid recollected what happened, and she just smiled,

"I was so busy but it was fun, too. By the way, Aunt Liane and I are going out tonight, go to sleep early, okay? Don't wait for me."

"Can I go with you?"

"Nope, it's an adult affair, kids aren't allowed."

"Are you meeting my dad?" Ingrid frowned upon hearing her son's question again.

"No, of course not..." she sounded defensive.

"Listen, son, I know how you long for a daddy, but give me some time to think about it. I could not explain our situation to you plainly because I don't know where to start, but promise I will."

He hushed and stared on the floor. She felt pain in her chest upon seeing her precious son's gloomy face. But she can't do anything about it at the moment, and she has some fears, too.

'Oh God, what should I do?' she wordlessly prayed and sighed deeply.

As much as she want to explain everything to her son but she has to be firm. She informed the nanny and the housekeeper that she'd be going out.

She chose to wear Chanel's cream-with-navy-stripe t-shirt, Hudson Barbara's high waisted skinny jeans, and a low-cut India by French Sole. She put a light make-up, which made her looked five years younger.

"You look so beautiful, mommy! Have fun!"

"Oh, thank you, my sweet! Sleep early, okay?" and she kissed her son on his cheeks and left.

After looking at her watch that it's still seven-thirty since the restaurant was only a thirty-minute ride from her house, so she just took her time driving. While humming a song, her mind was at ease.

"I am gonna have fun tonight." She said to herself. Her cellphone then rang, it was Liane.

"Sis, where are you? We're here already?"

"Almost there." She was puzzled why she used 'we'? All she knew was that it was their date, not with other people. But then she remembered her best friend's husband, Frank.

"Those lovebirds are inseparable..." she muttered.

The restaurant's location they love is within the city, and the place has an inviting and cozy atmosphere. You won't waste your time and money in this place. To make your dining extra meaningful, they restrict using internet connection while in the restaurant.

Upon entering the restaurant, the receptionist politely greeted her and asked for her name. An attendant accompanied her to their table. Captivating music welcomed me as she walked to their table.

When she's almost near their table, Ingrid froze.

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