Chapter 7 I Wouldn’t Count This

The four of them sat together in a booth. Since little Gretel told Abigail she had never had a hotpot, she decided to be magnanimous and get themselves a large table.

The four of them had a good time talking whilst dipping their forks and spoons into the large pot.

As she ate, she turned to her brother, Hansel and said, “Hansel! I’d have never thought hotpot could be this good!”

Hansel nodded and replied, “Indeed. They are nice.”

Gretel continued eating happily.

Abigail was talking with Lyla. Throughout the years, Lyla had only briefly talked about herself. However, they had been in constant communication and thus, Abigail could understand her well enough. However, seeing with her own eyes was an entirely different experience.

“Enough about that sob story. I want to know about now. Are you going to leave again now that you’ve returned?" Abigail asked.

“Unlikely,” Lyla said, nodding away.

“What about work?”

“I’ve already found a job. After a few days, I’d be going into the office to hand in my details,” said Lyla. This matter was nothing big for her.

“Which company?” Abigail asked.

“It’s RM.”

The piece of meat that she wanted to eat fell off her fork and onto her plate.

“What did you say?” Abigail asked.

“RM!” Lyla replied as if it was nothing.

“Did you know that only a handful of people managed to get in each year? How… How in the hell could you just join the company that easily?” Abigail asked.

Lyla nodded before she started to explain.

“We have already been talking to each other when I was still in London. That is why I could report in easily!”

“Lyla! You’ve got me once again!”

“Mummy was excellent when we were all in London! They should be proud that mummy’s working for them!” Gretel said, could not help but to praise her mummy.

Lyla turned to her and smiled immediately at Gretel.

“My sweet little darling. Be more humble!”

“Ok!” said little Gretel as she gestured an okay hand-sign before she returned to enjoying the hotpot.

Abigail smiled. She was admiring Lyla a little, about her lifestyle. Even though her kids were born out of wedlock, and the identity of their father was unknown, the kids were just too cute to behold that even Abigail felt like she wanted to have her own kids.