“I already made it clear in the group chat yesterday. I’m not renting the flat next door.”
When he saw I wasn’t changing my mind, Marcus quickly shifted his tone.
“Miss Rylance, you’re young. Maybe you don’t understand how hard life can be. We have old parents and young kids to take care of.”
“I’m the only one working. The small one-bedroom we’re renting is really too small. If this place weren’t near my workplace, I wouldn’t even think about renting here.”
“I’m from Birmingham. Life here in London isn’t easy. My kids are older now. They need to go to a private school here in London. If we don’t move somewhere bigger … ”
I couldn’t listen anymore. I stood up, walked to the door and opened it wide.
“Mr. Eden, your family situation has nothing to do with me. I’m not responsible for your problems. Please leave.”
“I need to get ready for work, so I won’t see you off.”
Marcus’s smile disappeared the moment I said that.
Marcus paused at the door and looked at me with a trace of impatience.
“Miss, give me some space so we can meet again someday.”
“I met you at work. You and I should be in the same company.”
“I’m your supervisor at the company. I hope you can be just as tough at work.”