Arin had decided to keep her eyes on Gerald as she had noticed that he had been going out of his office and coming out with no specific reason. It was as if he was looking for some one. All of a sudden again after Gerald received a call, he stood up and walked out of the office, smiling brightly like someone who just received one of the best news of his life. "Arin. I will be right back, don't come out of my office. Our clients are still online and I will like you to continue the chat with them." He told Arin before moving. "Why can't you finish this yourself? What could be more important than this deal for now? You need to finalize things yourself, the board of directors will be here anytime soon... Where should I tell them you went to?" Arin said accusingly and suspiciously. "When did you decide to start poking your nose into my personal lives? Have you forgotten your job here? You are to do as I say and that's why you are my personal assistant. If you ever ask me th
The temperature of the day was just right, not too cold nor too warm. A gentle breeze was blowing, rustling the leaves on the trees and carrying with it the fresh scent of the earth. The sky was partly cloudy, with patches of blue peeking through the white fluffy clouds. The sun was shining, but its rays were not too strong, providing a pleasant crisp freshness to the air. As you walk outside, you can feel the coolness on your skin, but it's not biting or uncomfortable. Instead, it's invigorating and energizing. The cool weather makes you want to be outside, to take in the beauty of the season, and enjoy the simple pleasures of life but Hazel sat at her desk, typing away at her keyboard when she saw Arin approaching her with a smile that made her blood boil. She just didn't want to have anything to do with this lady but she seemed to be the antagonist of her life. If she tried to avoid her, she would still come to her and she was so sick of her, trailing her around. "Good morn
Hazel sat on the edge of her bed, rubbing her eyes with frustration. She couldn't stop thinking about the argument she had with Gerald earlier that day. She knew that she had hurt him deeply with her words, even though she didn't mean them. She was only following Arin's instructions to keep her secret hidden. She could see the pain and confusion in Gerald's eyes but she couldn't do anything. That would only even made her heart ache but she couldn't call him to apologize. Gerald had been calling her but she refused to answer the calls, knowing that Arin would find out one way or the order that they had discussion. She was his personal assistant so she had access to almost all of his confidential informations. Hazel didn't know how to save herself from this mess but she knew definitely that she would get out of it one day. She got up from the bed and began pacing around her room, no knowing what exactly to do. Should she just give him a call once and explain the whole thing to hi
Gerald sat in his office, staring at his computer screen. He couldn't focus on his work, his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Hazel. He just couldn't figure out why Hazel was doing this to her all of a sudden, it was really surprising to see her change like that. He believed that they had settled things and that they had erased the memory of the past to focus on the future. He really had alot of plans for her but she needed to understand what was going on first. He decided to confront her. He got up from his desk and walked down the hallway to Hazel's office. Gerald was flustered as he walked towards Hazel's office, wondering what he could have done to make her ignore him. He had always respected Hazel and had never done anything intentional to upset her not after they had settled the differences between them at least. As he approached her office, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Hazel looked up from her computer, annoyed at the interruption. "Who is the
Gerald stormed out of Hazel's office, his face twisted in anger. He could feel the heat radiating off his body as he made his way down the hallway towards his own office. His mind was racing with thoughts of betrayal and deceit, wondering how Hazel could possibly have the audacity to go to lunch with Tom. He clenched his fists tightly, feeling the urge to lash out at something, anything. As he entered his office, he slammed the door shut and immediately began to throw objects around the room. Papers, books, and even his desk lamp all went flying as he let out a string of curses. He felt like a child having a tantrum, but he couldn't help it. The jealousy and anger were consuming him. He couldn't control his anger, so he just kept venting them on the objects in the office. Arin could hear the violent sound as he walked past the door. She walked into the room and immediately burst out laughing at the sight before her. "Wow, Gerald, is this really you?" she said, still chuckli
The conference room was buzzing with tension as everyone waited for the meeting to start. Hazel happened to be the lead designer on the new jewelry project, and she was already seated at the table, going over her notes while everyone was asking her questions. Everyone could notice that she couldn't help but feel nervous about the meeting, knowing that the project was not going well and they were running out of time. Gerald walked into the room with a stern look on his face. He took his seat at the head of the table and began the meeting. Arin, on the other hand had planned the whole thing with Gerald. She knew Hazel was going to be in trouble today because she would make sure Gerald put the whole blame on her. She had told Gerald all sort of things, which was indubitably not doubted by him. Arin knew he believed everything she said, because of the proofs she provided. As she knew, Gerald was someone who believe in nothing but the proof provided to him. Arin was good at gather
"Who is there?" Gerald yelled as he stood up from the chair, pulling Hazel to the back. He stared at the entrance but he couldn't see anyone, coming in. He glanced at Hazel, looking confused. He couldn't figure out what was going on. How could the door have opened by its own? "I think you have to leave now. No one must know that you are here," he urged. Hazel nodded and made her way to the door way when Tom came in and she froze up. Tom paused on his track, taking a glance at Hazel then averting his gaze towards Gerald, who stood there, staring at him with his forehead crumbled. "Oh, I am sorry if I have come at the wrong time. I can't come later." Tom said and turned to leave. "Oh wait, where do you think you are going to?" Gerald said walking forward. "Has this ever happened?" "What are you talking about now Gerald?" Tom asked, looking at him confused. He couldn't figure out what the question was supposed to mean. "Have you ever come into my office without knocking?
Hazel was stunned. She slowly walked around her office, taking in the sight of the chaos in front of her. Papers were scattered on the floor, her computer monitor was shattered, and her chair was overturned. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. She looked like over at her bookshelf, all books had been scattered on the floor. Her drawers were pulled open, and her computer had been knocked off her desk. It was as if a tornado had swept through her workspace. How could this be happening in this company and that too in her office. She looked around but she couldn't see anyone around. Some parts of her office were covered with thick dust as though it was deliberately sprayed on it. Hazel couldn't understand what had happened. She had left the office in perfect order the day before. Her mind raced with possibilities, but she couldn't make any sense of it. What could she do now? If she tried to call the attention of people to it, it would only make the matter worse. She knew she