Chapter Eighteen

Sophia wondered why the young man would have insisted on taking her name tag along with her, she knew how crazy people at the club could be especially the men.

But this one was the first of the kind, it was normal to ask for her number and give her complimentary cards or tips but this particular one she couldn't seem to wrap her head around it.

She stood there for some minutes before she requested her order.

“Where is your name tag?” Seth asked as he crept up on Sophia from the back.

“You scared me, Seth,” Sofia said trying to think of a lie to tell Seth.

“Sorry about that but I asked where your name tag was,” Seth asked again.

“Oh, my name tag, yeah it fell off I think” Sophia lied.

“Fell off? You should be more careful and you know how important it is for the customers, they can easily call you by your name”

“Don’t worry about it, I think it fell off a few minutes ago”

“Tell the cleaners about it, so they can help you keep it well if they come across it while sweeping” Seth sugge