Their things were scattered everywhere. Savannah's goods were out from her bag into the floor. Her clothes laying around. Mr. Hernandez's bag she believed was in his car, but he had gotten a few of his necessities into their staying room as well.
Mr. Hernandez looked livid as he gazed at the hobo man with hostile and anger, disgust clear on his face.
They were driving in silence. Savannah was frustrated with the situation right now. Her hot-headed boss just didn't want to hear things logically and instantly concluded whatever scenario came up to his mind.Just like these people nowadays. Savannah unconsciously shook her head in concern, looking at the back of his seat with a disapproving gaze. Did he do that a lot?Charlie was biting his lip worriedly, afraid that Mr. Hernandez may drop him off somewhere. The cat stayed at his lap, licking her own fur.Mr. Hernandez was a businessman and a successful one at that. With this rash personality, she wondered if this did happen a lot. She knew that every work needed patience and precision. He was driving at full speed, making Savannah grew worried but said nothing. He looked angry as he glared at nothing in front of him, seemingly focused on the job to drive.A few moments later, they pulled up into a familiar area. The restauran
Savannah had named the cat as Carrie. She didn't know why she did it, but the name just sounded right to her. It was sounded almost like Carrick, her male british short-hair cat.Carrick was the sweetest cat ever. He had been with her since two years ago. The ball of fur had already been with her in her darkest day, often attempting to reassure his owner and offered his body to be a pillow. Savannah would took the offer, sobbing into the fur.Sure, from outside she looked like a violent, crazy, and strong woman. She didn't like showing her vurnerable side to anyone, even her own family. That was why Carrick like a best friend to her.As of now, Savannah was rubbing her temples in frustration. The two cats sure loved to fight. A vase had already broken. Aa well as a few plates and glass. Her things were scattered everywhere.If Grandma saw this, surely Savannah would be the one responsible to take car
Savannah's expression turned into a scowl as she remembered what Mr. Hernandez did before they parted ways. He kidnapped Charlie, and she was going to confront him for that.Turn out, Mr. Hernandez was late. He didn't come by lunchtime as Andrew asked Savannah to have lunch with him. Savannah immediately agreed. Mr. Hernandez wouldn't hide from a mere woman like her, right?
Savannah gathered her things. This been a week after the first day Charlie accompanied her with her work. He was proven to be a good company although they could only communicate through paper and pen.His throat's condition has increased immensely too. He could already speak a few words. During his stay at the company, Savannah made sure to help him pronounce some words. A bottle of air ready on their table in case Charlie coughed badly.Savannah bid her farewell to Charlie, who nodded and waved at her. She exited the building, staring at the left and right side of the surrounding, then began to walk.She was so engrossed in her thoughts that the sudden of a hand clasped her mouth tightly made her gasp in surprise. Savannah struggled to break free from whoever tried to drag her to someplace. The person kept dragging her as she kicked, her screams muffled in the palm of the captor's hand.She was being dragged to some silent place,
Savannah did her routine. Coming to work in the morning and waiting for Charlie to walk in through the door with Mr. Hernandez. She'd make sure that everything was in place before that strict man came to scold her.Charlie strolled in a few moments later, sitting in his usual place. A familiar adorable little boy with blonde curls trailing behind him. Mr. Hernandez walked straight to his office without giving any of his employees a slight glance.The little boy watched curiously as he stood beside Charlie, then brightened at the sight of Savannah, who was scribbling down some notes."You are that lady from the other day! What's your name?" The boy asked excitedly, running behind Savannah's seat, jumping up and down. He was sure, a hyperactive little blonde.Savannah stopped doing her work, then facing him and giving a surprised smile at the adorableness. "Oh hi, Sweetie. My name is Savannah. What's yours?"The little boy's head
Savannah brought the little girl along with her to meet Brandon. Skipping and jumping as Amara strolled in the cafe they had promised to meet.Amara grinned as Brandon, who was anxiously waiting on an empty table, turned towards the two. Amara jumped up to a seat beside him and smiled mischievously, punching his arm in a joking manner.Savannah smirked as she noticed that Brandon felt the pain from that little punch. Brandon grimaced, moving his seat a little further from the little girl, and gave her a forced smile. Amara, who seemingly didn't notice Brandon's misery just raised her eyebrow cutely.Savannah sighed, plopping down in a seat across from Brandon. They were at a four-seat table. He began to eye her a bit warily, looking around in case she brought her little army of cats to attack him again. There were none, which made Brandon sigh in relief."So?" Savannah didn't look up where she was scanning the menu in front of her, Amara joined
Just the sound of it was hard to ignore. Savannah rubbed her temples to ease the headache, she hadn't gotten a good sleep last night combined with the commotion just made it worse.This had been a week after she met with Brandon in that restaurant, Charlie's voice had also improved greatly as he could have spoken already. He was proved to be a good company, along with that mischievous little kid, Adrian who liked to prank David Newman. Savannah didn't know why though, but she didn't mind.Right now, David was making a hassle inside the company, screaming to Mr. Hernandez and demanding him to give him another chance.Yes, that's right, the extremely lazy secretary was being fired by the mighty Mr. Hernandez due to his incompetent and laziness.David's screaming had begun to irritate other employees that they sent him a glare, which of course he ignored."You can't do that, I did all the works just fine." David reasoned again, hal
Mr. Hernandez was lying when he said that they had gotten a new receptionist to replace her. For a week, they were in a need of the position, so, she ended up doing both jobs.She wouldn't call him fully lying though, maybe half lying was the better phrase. Definitely, she didn't complain about how it ended up to be. Charlie, for more than two days as of now, had been doing the job just fine.Mr. Hernandez had made him her replacement, which she was thankful about. Her heart swelled in happiness as soon as Mr. Hernandez told her the news."Happy now?" He smirked at her, who resisted the urge to stick her tongue out at him.She understood that it was impossible to make Charlie the secretary since his handwriting wasn't really neat, and he sometimes lost focus a bit on what things people around him had uttered, so taking notes was hard.Mr. Hernandez also thought that Savannah would make a good secretary. He just chose her based o