16|| Coffee Problem

*Next day*

~Demetrius POV~

I picked the telephone and placed it close to my right ear.

"Hi, Claire," I said.

"How may I help you, sir?" She asked.

"Tell Miss Ophelia to come to my office," I said with a small smirk.

"Okay, sir." She replied and I dropped the telephone.

A smirk appeared on my lips as I stared at the laptop before me. You can guess I love the game I am playing.

~Ophelia's POV~

"Bye." Kelly waved at me. I smiled at her and got into the cab. My phone started ringing in my bag. I ransacked through my bag and finally brought it out. I saw that it was my mother. I frowned.

"Hello, mom." I said to her.

"Hi, Ophelia. How are you doing? I missed your call." She said.

"You missed my call or you did not want to talk to me? I called you in the evening and you are returning the call in the morning. Anyways, I got the job and I am on my way there." I said to her. I heard her sigh.

"It's okay. I understand that you are angry with me but I was so busy yesterday. Like the diner was act