Chapter 453- Mr. Desanto
She shot the man a look, her eyes pinching with doubts. She blinked twice, trying to confirm if he was the same man.
"It’s rude to stare at someone, Anaya Jakes," Paige reminded her with a sarcastic smile, but Aniya’s gaze remained fixed with a questioning look at the man.
"Y-you were there this morning," she almost whispered to the man, "you h-had a heart attack!"
"What?" Instead of that man, Paige replied with a smirk, "Anaya Jakes. Are you drunk?" But Aniya’s eyes stayed on the man. She was waiting for him to answer her but he was avoiding the eye contact.
"Why did you do it?" Aniya asked him again and kept the man pinned under her gaze until he started feeling uneasy.
"I ... I don’t know you, miss. Who’re you?" he mumbled the question. The other two janitors had stopped packing the stuff and were regarding Aniya and the man with quiet curiosity.
"I’m Aniya... I mean ... I’m Anaya Jakes. We met this morning. Who are you, sir?" she narrowed her eyes.
"Well!" the man shrugged and regarded the corner of the desk as if it was the most important thing in the room, "I don’t know what you’re talking about."
They all were on high alert when the large door at the end of the hall opened with a click and George Donovan’s intimidating figure was there in the doorway.
He must have felt the tension in the room when his eyes darted to the people standing there, "What is going on here?" his eyes then rested on Aniya, "Any problem?"
He was trying to make it sound light, but Aniya could feel the concern in his voice, "Sir. This morning, he wasn’t well, so I just wanted to know if he is doing alright," she told him with a small smile.