Sir!
Delivered 07:48
Sir! Why is Karim in my bedroom?
Delivered 07:53
He's going through my personal stuff, not uttering a word. If that's your order, I'll skin you alive.
Delivered 07:57
Hellloo?
Delievered 07:58
Roses are red,
books have many pages,
Mr Ambrose is dead,
now who's gon' pay my wages?
Read 08:00
Mr Linton, what is going on?
Read 08:03
Oh finally! Wt hell took you so long? I was going to call police to get your turban-wearing muslim out of my sight at 8 in the morning!
Read 08:05
Oh, Karim. As fast as always. Adequate work.
Read 08:08
Fast? What does that even mean? Now he's looking through my underwear for god sake. I'm calling the police.
Read 08:11
He's looking for a disk with an important file which disappeared exactly 5 hours ago from my office.
Read 08:12
A file? But I wasn't even there 5 house ago. -_-
Read 08:15
Exactly.
Read 08:18
Maybe someone else did it for you. I never know.
Read 08:22
Wait... what? After all those months of working for you... you suspect me?
Read 08:23
Don't put words in my mouth, Mr Linton. I never said I suspected you. I need to make sure that my employers didn't do this so I asked Karim to check every possible house.
Read 08:23
Seriously? I can't believe this. So basically you still don't trust me at all. Cool. Thank you so much, Mr Rikkard Ambrose.
Read 08:24
I quit my job, I'm done with you. Call me when something's stolen from you again.
Read 08:27
Au revoir!
Read 08:28
***
Awww, Lilly is so angry at Rikkard... trust is undeniably important at work and... in a relationship.
Do you think that Lilly did wrong?
Let's see what happens in the next chapter. ;)
Yours truly,
Mary Ambrose.
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Dear Mr Ambrose (A Storm and Silence fanfiction)
Short Story[Highest rank: #1 in S&S fanfiction.] Storm and Silence one shots written in dialogues. What would have happened if Lilly and Rikkard lived in the 21st century London? The answer is simple: They would use phones and text... A LOT. *** The book '...
