Arletta Jessica McDowell POV

I had already cleared up some of the plates and the empty glasses on some of the empty tables and was wandering around in the restaurant area while carrying a tray. Only three tables still had people and one of them was the table with Mr. Ainsley. I wondered why he was sitting here? His two guests had gone home and he was the only one there. It was better to avoid him than to talk about strange things like that time.

"Letta. You should go home soon."

I looked back and saw Mandy. It was unusual for this damn woman to reprimand me, she usually...