Arranging a party

Francisco, amused by the assumption, raised his brows and let out a hearty laugh.

"Me? No, not at all," he responded, adding a hint of mystery to his words.

"You could say I'm a criminal, and her job is to catch me."

Hazel's expression turned stern, a silent warning to Francisco not to play along with her mother's inquiry.

Doris laughed at Francisco's response, finding his reaction amusing.

"What?"

"This is not a bad joke," she chuckled.

Francisco, ever composed, tilted his head and, with a playful smile, he clarified, "Yes, Mom."

Doris couldn't help but laugh at the unexpected revelation.

"This is not—" she began, but Francisco interrupted, "I am a business executive. I think your husband will know me."

Hazel, sensing the conversation taking an unexpected turn, interjected, "Anyway, Mom, I will hang up the call. I am so tired, so I need to rest."

Without waiting for her mother's response, Hazel swiftly ended the call, leaving a perplexed Doris at the other end. Hazel got up from the