When I heard this, I felt that something was wrong. Was I right? Did Eunice really have an STD? Thinking of this, I quickly took out my phone and called Aaron.
Aaron picked up soon. Fortunately, it was quiet from his end of the line. When he heard the noise from my side, he asked disapprovingly, "Where are you? Why is it so noisy? What happened?"
"I'm in the mall. Where are you?" I asked while watching Eunice being beaten by the man. I frowned and walked towards the security booth.
"Emma and I are having high tea. Would you like to come over? Uncle Charles has kept some good coffee beans for several years. It tastes good. You can come and have a drink." Listening to his tone, it seemed that he had a good chat with Emma that day.
I bit my lips and questioned, "Did you steal Uncle Charles' coffee? If he finds out, you're in trouble. By the way, when was the last you slept with Eunice?"
I could hear Aaron sputter followed by him coughing intensely. "D*mn, are you doing this on purpose? Even if you want to mess with me, you don't have to spring this on me at a time like this. That's such a personal question!"
I rubbed my forehead and felt a little embarrassed. After thinking for a while, I replied, "Oh, please tell me now. I want to know. It's very important. Tell me now. Don't waste time."
He was a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat and whispered, "Sis, let's talk about this when we get back, can we? Emma is still with me. What do you want me to say? Are you sure you're not doing this on purpose?"
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