It's the weekend in the city of Townsville. Madison woke up feeling different than usual. She was not the same old Madison from before; low self-esteem, dreading life. Madison looked confident and determined, as though she had a new lease of life. Overnight she found a new purpose. She convinced herself in her mind, 'Today is the birth of the new Madison Smith. I will make my mark in the Smith household. I may not know how. I don't care how. Whether I do this alone, or I have help, I will be at the top of DreamSmith and the whole Smith family will either apologize for their past actions or fall by the wayside.' Madison proceeded to take a hot shower and change into a hot red halter top with denim skinny jeans. In all reality, Madison had a sexy hourglass figure that can make most girls her age go green with envy; but because of the constant teasing and bullying from her sisters, she gradually lost confidence in herself and how she looked. Today was different. With a reaffirmed min
"Derek! Brother Derek! Over here!" "That voice." mumbled Derek. "Sounds familiar." Derek and Amanda turned their attention to the direction where the voice came from. Derek's eyes widened upon seeing who called him. "Oh my goodness! Madison! Hi!" greeted Derek. Amanda waved courteously to Madison, then turned to Derek and whispered, "Boss, who is this woman? Do you know her?" Derek whispered back, "That's Madison, my cousin from when I was adopted to the Smith family. She does not know my true identity yet." "What should we do, boss?" asked Amanda. "Follow my lead. I got this." replied Derek. After collecting their coffees, Derek and Amanda approached Madison and joined her at the corner table where she was seated. "Madison! It's been awhile, How have you been? You look really good today." greeted Derek. "Thanks brother Derek. I'm really glad to see you again. I have been worried about you since that day." replied Madison. She was tactful enough not to bring up the day her a
After bidding their farewells to Madison, and tipping Steph, the counter staff from Starb*cks, Derek and Amanda, left the cafe and made their way back to Derek's office at Quinton Tower. They decided to take an alternate route back to Quinton Tower to ensure Madison does not see them. It is clear that Derek does not want to reveal his true identity to Madison. Not yet anyway. "That was a surprise, meeting my cousin Madison here in the HNW zone. To my memory, she has never entered this zone." exclaimed Derek. "Hey boss, how does everyone in the Smith family dress? As a woman myself, I must say she looks really classy." Amanda became curious. "You know something....that's the best looking version of Madison I've ever seen. She never dolls up like that. The rest of the family do dress very professionally; but that's because they are outside meeting clients all the time. Madison never dresses up because she was always kept in the office." replied Derek. "Wait a minute....Amanda....are
"WHAT?"Madison's eyes widened with shock. 'A thousand dollar tip? How is this possible?' thought Madison. "It's true." Steph replied. "In fact, before he left the cafe this morning, he gave me another thousand dollar tip. Oh, and he used his black credit card to tip me. Can you believe that? I've never see a black card before until his first visit to the cafe." Madison could feel her head spinning as she tried to digest the bombshell revelation Steph has dropped on her.Her reaction was understandable. Up until her brother was kicked out of the house, Madison always remembered her brother being very frugal and barely had any savings to his name.How was he able to go from broke and virtually disowned to twice giving thousand dollar tip in a matter of weeks?Things clearly did not make sense to Madison whatsoever; but she didn't want to show her confusion to Steph."You and your cousin must come from a really wealthy family. Still it's nice to know that there are nice, rich people
In the Smith household, everyone was having dinner in the dining room. Everyone except Madison. The atmosphere was rather gloomy and tensions were so thick it can be cut with a knife. "So, how is the progress for the Quinton Consortium projects?" asked Madam Louise. "I'm halfway done with my designs, Grandma." replied Charles. "Halfway done? Haha yeah right. I peeked at your work. It doesn't look a quarter done." mocked Mason. "Speak for yourself idiot. You are not even halfway done yourself." Charles retorted. "Enough you two." ordered Madam Louise. "How about you Chloe and Juri?" "Grandma, I'm nearly done with my designs. I should be able to finish them by tomorrow." replied Chloe. "Same here for me Grandma. I may take a bit longer to put the finishing touches." replied Juri. "That's nice to hear. Now listen carefully. I want all your final drafts ready by Monday. They should be on my office table first thing in the morning. I will go through all of them before giving my app
The sun was barely up and shining through the windows of the Quinton Mansion on a Sunday morning. Derek was already awake, doing his morning stretching exercise. Ever since living in the Quinton Mansion, Derek developed a early morning routine of morning stretching and static exercise. At least three times a week, Derek would do a morning run around the Quinton Mansion. He was in the midst of doing his static exercises when he heard a knock on his room door. Not wanting to be rude, Derek paused his routine and went to answer it. "Morning, Young Master Derek." It was Sandra, the housemaid. "Good morning, Sandra. How may I help you?" greeted Derek. Derek did not realise that he when he answered his room door, he was half naked and Sandra had a full view of his upper body chiselled arms, chest, six-pack washboard abs and all. Sandra gasped and blushed slightly before informing Derek her reason for knocking at his door. "Erm...Master and Madam Quinton wanted me to inform you that y
"Desmond? Is that you?" When he was still Derek Smith, Derek got fired from his job and one of his colleagues, Desmond, openly mocked him as he was exiting the office. Derek remembered that moment crystal clear; but he also remembered squaring up to Desmond. His facial expression and response to Desmond's mockery was enough to shut up everyone in the office that day. How the tables have turned. Derek is now the son of the most powerful family in Townsville, while the once egomanic Desmond is now a janitor, in his father's hotel no less. Yet, something did not make sense. Why is Desmond here in England instead of back in Townsville? "Desmond. What are you doing here?" asked Derek. Desmond, now the janitor, looked at Derek, surprisingly with no contempt. "Hi Derek, it's been awhile. I see that you are doing well for yourself. I'm happy for you" "Thanks; but why are you here? What happened to your previous job?" Derek was still puzzled. Desmond sighed, "It's a long story. I don'
Derek had spent enough time in the restroom speaking to Desmond, his ex-colleague. A sense of unease crept up to him after hearing Desmond's story and he needed to bring it up when he rejoined his family back in Chef Marcel's restaurant.Derek was so deep in thought on his way back to the restaurant that he didn't hear a voice calling out from behind him. "Hey Derek. Derek Smith!"'That voice....oh no....Carmen' Derek sighed in his thoughts. Back in high school, Derek had a crush on one of his classmates named Carmen, who at the time was one of the hottsst looking girls in the school. After years of secretly liking her, Derek finally summoned the courage in their school prom to confess his feelings for Carmen.Sadly for Derek, not only did Carmen reject Derek, she also made fun of him or being rich or handsome, even calling him names, including....you guessed it....a loser.Although Derek is a Quinton now, he knows that his past still remember him as Derek Smith the loser. Neverthel