Quit working for Roland

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Annabel was in the kitchen, but it was obvious that her thoughts were elsewhere. She couldn't help but wonder what was wrong between Carson and Roland. Why did they frown at the mention of each other's name?

“Annie?” Sasha called and she turned. Sasha walked to where she stood. “Shit! It's burning!” Sasha exclaimed, quickly switching off the electric cooker.

Annabel facepalmed. She was so lost in thoughts, she forgot she was frying eggs.

“What's the problem? You look bothered. Did something go wrong between you and Roland or…” She trailed off.

“I'm just bothered about Roland and Carson.”

“What's wrong with them?” Sasha started dishing the almost burnt eggs into the plates.

“I think they know each other and from the look of things, they totally don't like each other.” She sighed.

“They run the same type company. There's bound to be jealousy and hate here and there.” Sasha smiled, taking a tray from the cupboard.

Annabel turned to face her while leaning on the counter. “I know there