Chapter 122

Abigail knew, without a doubt, that Xander was outstanding. "Why is it not 100 marks, Ms. Wright?"

"The only fault is that he's not my man," replied Winnie as she pondered, trying to use an explanation that would be easier to be understood by women. "Would you be able to give a limited edition bag a perfect score if you wanted it, yet it had already been taken by someone else?"

This was a first for Abigail to hear someone compare Xander to a bag. She could not help but laugh out loud. "Please do continue, Ms. Wright. I'm all ears."

"Stop with the formality and just call me Winnie," said Winnie as she poured another cupful for Abigail. "I like you, Abigail. I've stared at you since the opening ceremony yet never got a response from you."

Abigail was flabbergasted. "Are you sure you're looking at me instead of Mr. Zane?"

Winnie replied, "Yeah. I'm looking at him and you at the same time. Can't a plebian like me be admiring handsome men and beautiful women at the same time?"

Abigail