KAREN'S POV“Speak with me about what?”A voice sounded behind us. I froze. I didn't need to look to know the owner of the voice. It's iciness alone sent shivers down my spine. I wondered what would happen if I finally faced him. Ploddingly, I turned. His eyes pinched at the sight of me. Displeasure creased across his forehead. “You…what are you doing in my premises?” Okay it was now or never. I told myself and in a flash I took two steps and next I fell to my knees before him. “I'm sorry I know I shouldn't be here. But… I need this job. Please. I really need this job for my family…I beg of you. I swear I won't be a trouble and I would never step foot into your room or anywhere else I am not needed…please…”“Please Jay, can you reconsider?” Mr Hendricks threw in. “Father… you know we can't make an exception. We have been holding this tradition for years. We can't wake up one morning and make an exception for just one person.”“We humans make rules and we humans also break the
KAREN'S POV“Oh, I'm sorry…I hadn't seen you coming this way…” I apologized hastily. He looked at me, his forehead crinkling with displeasure.Before he went back on his word and fired me again just for the fact that I mistakenly bumped into him, I took to my heels. He could be that crazy. “Miss Karen,” He called and I halted.“I let you work here but I never said you were allowed to show your face before me. Don't let me see your face in this house until you leave.”What was I supposed to do? Cut off my face? Disappear magically at the sight of him? Or maybe develop some extraordinary sense of smell so that when I sniff him around, I would vanish. Did he think I would willingly wish to bump into him?He was a nightmare!Damn him!“And, are you just getting to work now?”“Uh, I… I'm sorry. It's just…”He started towards me. “Are you sure you still want this job? Where is the zeal you employed to plead to get this job back?”“It won't happen again.”He stopped a few inches from me.
JAY'S POVI don't know. I felt like I was being unreasonable. Maybe I shouldn't have yelled at her. But that was for the best. People like her were never to be underestimated. You show them a little compassion and they go wild. But that morning I noticed she looked exhausted while I reprimanded her for being late to work. It was annoying that it kept bothering me. “She was so quick and looked so determined when she pleaded for the job. Now what? She is coming to work late and showing her face before me.” I scoffed. “Is everything alright, Chairman?” My executive assistant, Hugo Lorris inquired. “Just drive.” “Yes sir.”I picked up a magazine in the car seat beside me and began to skim through it. As usual the stock rates for the shares of Adams group was making waves in the stock market.Pleased, I shut my eyes and rested my head backwards on my seat. “How is the preparations for the redevelopment going?” I asked between shut eyes. “Everything is set sir. We can only await fo
KAREN'S POVI was going to sit for an interview later that day. Thankfully the company had informed me ahead. That morning, I set off for Adams mansion quite early. Earlier than I had ever been there for work. Neither Mrs Rhoda nor Mrs Caro or any other maid had signed in by the time I arrived. I had no idea if my arrogant boss had left for work or was still around. Not like I cared anyways. Halfway into my chores, the bell rang indicating that someone was at the door. I quickly set down the rag I held to get the door but Mr Jay beat me to it. An average tall looking man walked in. In his arms was a wooden yet fancy basket containing a flower bouquet and Chateau Lafite-Rotschild wine. He stopped as he stepped inside and flashed his teeth at Mr Jay. “Hello, Chairman Jay Adams.”“Mr Carlos Fowler. What brought you to my home this early? I reckon it must be important.”Carlos Fowler let out a short chuckle. He strode further into the house, walked to the centre table and placed t
KAREN'S POVWhen I opened my eyes, I found myself in a strange but refreshing room. It was a somewhat familiar room making me briefly wonder in my sleepy state how I had known such a fine room in my life. My eyes fell on the backside of a familiar figure. At the same time, the figure stirred and snored lightly.I jerked and quickly sat up. A proper look around and it dawned on me that I was in Mr Jay's room. What was I doing in his room? How was I there…Last I remember I had arrived work earlier…and…oh…I sighed as it all started to come back to me. That creepy Mr Carlos. I breathed letting my eyes roam the room a bit before it finally fell on him again. He was sleeping soundly now. “Thank goodness.”When I brought him in, he looked to be at the verge of slipping into oblivion. His pulse kept on deteriorating even though he had clearly told me to not call the emergency unit. I was momentarily tempted to. I thought he was going to die. With his body burning so much came his mum
JAY'S POVWhy did it have to be her?Why did she have to be home at the time?Why did she have to be the one to save me?My teeth grinded. I could have accepted anyone else…anyone at all seeing me in my worst state but her.The mere thought that she had come at the right time told me she must have heard everything that bastard Carlos Fowler said. I forced myself out of bed and went for a glass of water. But I had yelled at her when she had helped me. Guilt prickled me. I shrugged. I never asked for her help. She didn't have to… but she did. And that was driving me crazy. “That bastard Carlos…”A moment later one of the maids informed me Mr Hugo was coming up to my quarters. It wasn't too long a time before Mr Hugo showed up. “Good morning sir. I thought I might have been mistaken but I drove past a car that resembled that of the vice chairman of JF group.”“You saw him.”I edged towards my dressing room feeling my jaw tighten. Mr Hugo followed me. “Sir, was Mr Carlos Fowler he
KAREN'S POVNo thanks to my prickly boss, I arrived at my interview place minutes late. Coupled with the fact that I looked dishevelled, my college background gave me no chance. As usual, I lost before I was given a chance to prove myself. I left there feeling nothing but exhaustion. Adams group was my last and only option. Could I bear facing my arrogant boss? If I ever got a chance to be accepted based on their demands, what if I ran into him at work?A shudder crept up my body. I couldn't imagine that. But he was the CEO and chairman. He had lots of things to tend to for a mere worker like me to run into him. I reasoned that if I could successfully avoid his arrogant face, I could work there. But if I ever bumped into him…But then I was lost on options. I was going to think about the consequences later. But as for that moment, the only thing I needed to do was to apply. I called Tina and asked if the opening for application was still ongoing. “Yes, babe, I think until the en
WRITER'S POVJay looked at the flowers again. For the upteenth time. What would he say was his reason for offering a bunch of flowers to his worker? Surely he had gone crazy. He let out a groan and began to practise his line. But he stopped after a few seconds, surprised at himself. What was he thinking asking Mr Hugo to get the flowers? But he had already gotten them. It would be a shame to let them go to waste. He was a honourable man supposed to preserve nature. And she saved him. Yes, a gift for saving him. That was it. He picked up the bouquet and without another second to begin another round of contemplation, he sauntered out of his chamber. Out of his quarters, he trotted down stairs. At the foot of the stairs he momentarily paused. Looked left and right. Coast was clear. If he was correct, the elderly maid servants must have not yet arrived from their various homes at this hour. For his sake, he hoped Karen was early that day. He proceeded towards the servants quarters.