The next morning, I sent the email that I have typed the night before through my phone. Then I got out of bed to make breakfast for me and Amy. I was thinking of making pancakes and waffles with whipped cream and fruits such as strawberry, blueberry, and mango as the toppings..I opened the kitchen cabinet. Since I first moved here, the contents of the cabinet haven't really reduced a lot. When I first moved here, the cabinets were well-filled with all kinds of food, canned fruits, canned meats, canned beans. It is hard to mention them all one by one. The refrigerator was also stocked up until the door was difficult to open..The food stock in the fridge was used up quite a lot, because I cooked almost all of them already. They were all organic and extra fresh. Harrison truly knew how to pick the right vegetables and food products. But hey, who knows, maybe he had his assistants picked out and bought them for him..I took out some flour, sugar, butter, eggs, a cup of milk, and cream
Stepping out of the elevator, I picked up my pace towards the exit of the posh apartment building. Harrison, always ready to assist, had arranged a driver to take me to the job interview spot, but today I was in the mood for some independence..This spacious lobby exuded luxury, the kind that screams "wealthy residents." I lived in its irony. It was funny enough that I was jobless when I moved in. It was even funnier that I was applying for a personal home assistant AKA butler now. Rich had never been my middle name. Alas, I was still able to trudge here and there in this luxurious lobby. I made my way through, a mix of nerves and determination propelling me forward. This job interview was a game-changer, a chance to shift gears and steer my life in a new direction. Hopefully, it would open new opportunities for me and Amy. I wanted to do more than just this, especially for my beloved daughter..As I stepped into the fresh air outside, I took a deep breath, mentally gearing up for wh
Ah. I woke up in such a drowsy state, Amy was shaking my body with such great power.."Mommy! Mommy! Wake up!!!"."Huh...?"."Wake uuuup! You told me you're going to work at 9 AM!!!"."Okay... Amy... I'll be up in a bit..."."Mommy! It's 8.30 AM already!!!".Hearing what Amy said made me jump out from my bed.."Oh my goodness, I am going to be late!!!".I quickly ran to the bathroom to wash my face and freshen up a little. I also needed to do my bathroom business for a bit because I could feel the call of nature. I brushed my teeth and washed my face very quickly. I applied a two-way cake on my face, then I proceeded to apply my peach-colored lipstick. No matter how late I was running, I needed to look as fresh as possible..Time was slipping away faster than my mascara dries, but I refused to look like I just crawled out of bed. A glance at the clock gave me a reality check, but hey, a little makeup magic can go a long way. Ready or not, world, here I come, slightly rushed bu
I was out there for what felt like forever, just loitering around beside those towering gates. The sun was doing its thing, blazing down, and I could feel the heat on my skin. The city's usual hustle and bustle were distant background noises that I could hear even from the far distance. People sure were busy everyday. Every person is unique because they are thriving in their own business. There is one thing that they do in unison though, contributing to the economy of the city, and striving to provide for the living of each their own; maybe even for their families..Standing beside those massive gates, I was playing the waiting game. How long was this wait supposed to be? And could I even get inside without Mrs. Catrin saying it was okay? She wasn't around, which added to the uncertainty..About forty minutes ticked by, and with each passing minute, I felt more and more unsure. Should I make a call to confirm? Or maybe this was a patience test? Overthinking was just turning my stomac
It was one of those nights when my dad insisted I join a gathering with his fellow businessmen. The unfortunate part? I had initially assumed it was simply a meeting with my dad's business associates..In that sense, I was genuinely looking forward to diving into meaningful discussions, anticipating some valuable insights. However, the reality was quite different when I found myself among the individuals at my table. It quickly became apparent that they lacked a fundamental understanding of business operations, heavily relying on their personal assistants to navigate the intricate world of business..After the shallow conversations progressed, I realized their knowledge barely scratched the surface. Market trends, strategic planning, and innovative approaches were seemingly foreign concepts to them. It was weird, to say the least, considering my initial hopes for engaging in intriguing discussions..Nevertheless, I made an effort to contribute and share my own insights, hoping to st
I was just standing there, totally stunned, in front of that ginormous door. And get this, the person facing me had the same look of shock! She was about to blurt something out of surprise, but her dainty hands quickly flew up to cover her mouth, stopping the words from slipping out. It was a pretty funny sight, like we were in some surprise contest or something. The astonishment held us both in this silly freeze-frame, caught between being amazed and wanting to mutter the first words to one another. Who would have thought that somebody was standing right behind the astoundingly huge door?.We stood there, locked in a moment of mutual surprise. The girl in the doorway was undeniably stunning. It was as if she had stepped right out of a movie screen; she possessed the allure of an actress, perhaps even a model. Her hair cascaded down to her waist, a luscious shade of caramel brown, with gentle curls halfway down its length. Her eyes, a mesmerizing shade of gray, resembled the clouds be
Today's date in my phone's calendar was marked with a huge red dot on it. The notification rang very loudly that it shocked me a little. Aleena, my personal assistant, might have set it from a while ago, that was why I had not remembered it. The notification was bright and big, written on it was a schedule of another meeting with those newbie businessmen bunch; I was included in that bunch as well. .It was time for another one of those gathering with the same old boring crew, a unique group who, like me, were destined to step into their fathers' well-established businesses. If it weren't for my father's interest, I would rather chill and play games at home instead, or go to the mall and take Aria along with me to go shopping. She would be absolutely delighted. Argh..Why is she always on my mind lately? I could not seem to think about anything else without connecting the dots to her hobby, interest; overall her whole existence. Somehow, I knew that this was the feeling that I had cr
I finally rolled up to the nightclub for our supposed "meeting." And let me tell you, the place was far from the ideal spot for a sit-down discussion. I was serious about what I said, I swear. The whole place was so wild, as the name implied; of course. Anyone who had their first glance to it would directly think that this place was specifically designed for rave parties.. The lights that shone from inside looked like assortments of gummy worms. They kept on changing colors, all in accordance, to the beat of the music. The neon lights started to make me a tad dizzy, even though I have not even stepped inside yet. It shone so brightly that much of those lights seemed like they jumped directly onto the streets in front of the huge building..I thought it was going to be a much more decent night club. Nope, instead, it was filled with bunches of naked women. It was basically a sea of scantily clad ladies all over the joint. You could already see them from the entrance. Now, don't get m