"DID NERO already leave?"
"Yes, Mama Boss," Neoma said while her eyes were busy choosing among the variety of snacks on the tea table. "He just went here to piss me off…" She bit her lower lip, then she raised her head to meet her mother's beautiful light blue eyes. "Sorry, Mama Boss. I shouldn't curse in front of the food, right?"
Her Papa Boss, who was sitting next to her mother while having tea, scoffed. "Since when did you care about that? You curse straight to my face, and you've been doing that since you were five years old."
"Three," she corrected her father. "I was three years old when I first cursed at you, Papa Boss."
Her Papa Boss froze, and he looked really shocked by her revelation.
Neoma slowly avoided her father's accusing gaze. Somehow, her conscience was poking her a bit. Just a little bit.
[In my defense, Papa Boss acted like a scumbag back then.]
Anyway, right now, she was having tea with her parents.
