Amos shifted his gaze back to look at the smiling Joanna.
"Also, about what happened that day, I would love it if you could keep it a secret ok," Joanna said to the guy whose gaze was focused on her.
Back at Amos' table Amelia turned and spoke in a hushed tone, "She even shares a secret with him?" Amelia questioned. She stressed the word SECRET, making sure it sank into Amos' head.
"What could have happened between a young woman and man for her to ask him to keep it a secret…,"
"Can you stop talking for once?" Amos who was already in a foul mood snapped, standing up from the chair. He stomped away in anger.
Amelia's lips curled into an evil smirk as she watched Amos stroll toward the restroom direction.
