Mitch fiddled with her phone and laid it in front of us. And I saw a picture of the woman smiling. Mitch is beautiful, but this woman is beyond attractive.

 "She's beautiful, Mitch," said Duke. 

And then I noticed Amara frowning. 

"What's your plan, Duke?" Amara asked with a raised eyebrow. 

Duke laughed. "Sweetheart, I just want you, nothing else," said Duke.

“But why do I feel like you want to know her?” Amara asked me.

“Sweetheart, I have no plan. After all, we are relatives,” Duke said,

 “Seriously? How did you become related, Duke? " Mitch asked. 

"In her last name. Vergara. Isn't that her last name? " said Duke.

“It is,” Mitch replied.

 "Why do you know, Duke?" I would ask. 

"I read in the tabloids. She was featured there. The most wealthy businesswoman in the world,” said Duke.

 I was humbled and shook my head. 

"Are you sure you're related to that? Maybe you're just making up a story," said Amara. 

Duke laughs. “Why don’t you believe it, sweetheart? I'm telling the truth. My grandmother’s surname is Vergara. And then her mother looks like a British woman, " Duke replied. 

"Why aren't you sure?" Amara asked again. 

“Maybe it's just a coincidence that they had the same surname as your grandmother's, Duke. Because Zaneska is not a Filipino, she is half-American and half-British. But she only grew up here in the Philippines, " said Mitch.

 I checked my watch and it was eleven o'clock at night.

 "I'm going home, Duke, it's late at night." I told him. 

"You don't have anything to ride now, Zander. I'll just take you home." he said to me.

 I nodded and went out of the bar first.

I leaned against Duke's car while waiting for him to come out. But two minutes later, it was still gone. I was always looking at the entrance of the barhouse. But it was Mitch I saw walking up to me. It leaned over me and spoke to me.

“I assumed you'd already returned home?” she asked me.

My response was, "I haven’t, I just ventured here outside the bar.”

“I’m sorry for my attitude towards you earlier. It is just that I’m so tired of my work,” She said.

“What is your work, by the way?” I asked her.

“I’m a waitress in a coffee shop,” I says.

"Why don't you apply to the office? " I asked her. 

It laughed out loud and faced me. 

“Will anyone accept me? I didn't graduate from college.” She says. 

“Why did you ask for a job there from your friend in the city? It will definitely give you a job right away, " I said. 

"I don't want to be embarrassed. She might think I abused her kindness," said Mitch. 

“Don't expect those two to come out; they're taking advantage of their time because Amara's parents are very strict, " said Mitch.

I looked at Mitch. "There's no point in waiting here," I said. 

"Yes. Amara was my employer's daughter, and owns the coffee shop where I work. So I keep my mouth shut. But my loyalty is more to Amara, " said Mitch. 

While laughing 

“Let's go. Where is your place? I don't think you have anything to ride now. " said Mitch.

. "Yes, it's too late to go home. We are far away. The fare is also about fifty pesos, " I said. 

"Is that so? Just come with me to the apartment where I live. It's just near here. " She told me.

 I suddenly fell silent because her suggestion didn't seem right. 

“ It is okay if a man just sleeps in the apartment where you live? All I know is that there are rental houses where men are not allowed to enter,” I said. Mitch laughed at what I said.

“Not really. Because the house where the owner of the apartment lived was different, so that apartment was really only for boarders. There is nothing forbidden for my board mates to let their men live there, " said Mitch.

 “Is that so? Maybe someone will get angry at me there.” I said.

 Mitch laughs. “Just relax. If you care about where you sleep, the room has a lot of space, and I have two beds, so you can sleep comfortably.”

 I was slapped on my forehead. Maybe Mitch thought I was hesitant to be with her. She is the one who cares about me, but I'm still choosy. I just nodded. As we were walking, we stopped at a five-story apartment.

 "Is that it?" I asked her.

 "Yes, come on. Come in. " It says once the gate is open.

“There is no curfew here, so the boarders come in and out and they are kind, so the owner doesn't have a problem, " said Mitch. 

And then we entered the front door. We found a group of men and women in the living room who seemed to be talking and having a little drink. 

"Hi, everyone. It's too late at night, but all of you haven't slept yet, " Mitch said to them.

 “It's too late at night, but you just go home late,” said a man with curly hair.

 And it looked at me. Mitch frowned. "But we are happy with the outcome of your late appearance because you immediately saw a boyfriend and a handsome one," said a woman with long hair. 

“Shut up, Maya! " Mitch's rebuke.

 And everyone laughed. 

"Join us first," said the man. 

"Later, I'll put him to bed first. Then I will come back.” said Mitch.

 Everyone grinned. "That was new. Our beautiful snob board mate was in love." said the gray-haired woman. Mitch didn't comment anymore, and she dragged me into her room.

“Be patient with them. This is the first time that I brought a man into the apartment, so they are surprised. " Mitch said to me,

“ It's okay, I don't have a problem.” My answer.

 I sat down on a chair, and I noticed she was boiling water and took two cups of noodles and placed them on the table.

 "This is just what we're going to eat because I have nothing else to give you because I haven't been able to get to the grocery store yet." She told me.

 "I'm full." My answer.

“It's possible what you ate earlier melted, so you're full because of the beer you drank. So your stomach needs to be warm. " She told me.

Mitch stood up and rummaged inside the cabinet. She then handed me a pajamas and a black t-shirt.