"Actually, there's one thing I'd like to ask you, Miss." Aaron got straight to the point.
"What is it?"
"Mr. Ficanto's grandfather is your grandfather's younger brother—Oscar Osvaldo Reign da Silva—but why doesn't Mr. Ficanto use the name Da Silva? Did something happen in the past, Miss?"
"Oh, so you noticed, Mr. Aaron," Clara replied casually. "I'll answer after you clean yourself up and we have breakfast."
***
Half an hour later, Aaron was neatly dressed, smelling good, and radiating an aura of handsomeness. Clara, who was already waiting at the dining table, served the lawyer toast with peanut butter.
"I'll answer your question, Mr. Aaron," said Clara as she spread her favorite strawberry jam on the toast.
"May I record this?" Aaron took out his cell phone.
