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"Davis, I didn't invite you for lunch. I told you I would come and get you from the hotel later this evening."

"I changed my mind, bro. Now that I am here, can I eat?"

"You are lucky I am in a good mood. I would have chased you out."

He let out a laugh. "Chase me, your best friend, out of the house?"

"Lucky you. Also, how do you know my chef, Lotanna?" I asked curiously.

His face dropped. "Who says I know your chef?" He said as he was trying to fill up his plate with food.

"She mentioned your name," Lisa answered him.

He looked at her. "And you are?"

"No one," I quickly replied. That got me a kick under the table from Charlotte. "Davis, please be serious. How do you know her?"

He dropped his cutlery and looked at me. "Since you won't let me have my food in peace, your chef is my girl. The mother of my child."

I almost choked on the glass of water I was drinking. "My chef's name is Lotanna. And she's your what? Are you not married?" Lotanna had a child?

"I am. But how does that concern you? She is just your employee, right?"

"Wait, is this the same girl you were chasing in Delaware while engaged?" Everyone at the table stared at me, expecting an answer, which I could not give either. I didn't know if she was more than that or just my head playing games with me.

He didn't say a word, but I could feel my tingling senses telling me my mother wanted to.

"You're not saying anything," Mum said. "You see why you have to fire her? A young girl who is sleeping with married men and even pregnant. She wants to do the same with you, Collin: seduce you and then trap you."

"You must think I am stupid, Mum," I finally said. "I employed her, not you. Stop being mean to people just because you pay them to work for you."

She scoffed and shook her head. "What do you think you know? You are just a child. Who even gave you the right to speak to me in that manner?"

"Enough!" I shouted, hitting my fists on the table. I was angry, but I wasn't sure who I was mad at or what made me angry. Was it the fact that Lotanna had a child, and she never told me? Or that Davis, my friend, was the father, and he may still be sleeping with her? "I am done eating. You all can leave when you are done with your meal. I do not want to be disturbed."

I left them murmuring to themselves as I walked into my home office. I quickly picked up the phone on my desk. "Can you get me, Lotanna, please?"

"Good afternoon Sir. The driver just took her home," the security guard said.

"Thank you. That will be all." I hung up.

Why did I even want to know how she knew Davis? He is my best friend, and I was supposed to believe him, but I didn't. I could tell she was not married because she had no ring on her finger, and Lotanna didn't behave like she had someone in her life, either. Why was I even bothered?

I picked up my mobile phone and dialed her number. It rang, but there was no response. I called again, and she picked up the third time, to my surprise. "Hello, Lotanna."

"Yes?"

She didn't have to be so stern, and I wasn't the one rude to her. "Are you ok? Do you want me to come over?" I had decided to go over to hers for no reason - way to go, Collin. She did not immediately answer. Was it a child I heard crying in the background? What was she doing?

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