CHAPTER 33

I got back to my room and collapsed on the floor, tears clouding my eyes in a few seconds. No. This was not the time for emotional dramas. The event is tomorrow and a bit of rehearsals would be wise.

I sat on my bed with my two legs knitted together tucking my hair behind my ears. I braced myself to accept my fate.

“This is not making any headway, what am I even supposed to talk about?” I murmured.

The fact that I don't even know the person I am up against is what baffles me. Also, I have no idea about public speaking, and this whole thing looks so void to me.

I racked every nook and cranny in my brain for a clue of where to start. After much wrestling, nature came calling, and I gradually submitted to the warm hands of sleep.

The next morning came, but I was still cuddling my pillow, oblivious of my plight, until a cold knock on the door snapped me back to reality.

“Oh my God it is morning already. Jenny, you are finished,” I exclaimed, jumping out of bed like a frog.

“Jenny, are you in there?” Adrian kept calling from outside.

I surfed towards the door and manipulated the doorknob to open it.

“What the hell, why on earth are you still in your nighties? Wait, did you just wake up?” He exclaimed with his eyes popping out of its sockets.

I yawned widely, stirring his anger. He was all dressed looking smart in his navy blue suit and shiny shoes with the perfect hair curls. His perfume and body spray was giving my nose a reason to take in more air.

“Mr. Adrian, which of these questions do I answer first?” I mumbled.

“None of them, you jerk. Just go get ready. We have to be there on time. I am known for my diligence with time.”

I nodded and tried to shut the door but he pushed it open and came in.

“What are you doing?” I asked with furrowed brows.

“You and I know that you are as sluggish as a snail, so the only way to accelerate you is to stay with you while you get ready?”. He said moving towards his usual spot to sit.

I glared at him with contempt and murmured.

“Please I need some privacy.”

“Certainly not this very important morning, you can always have it some other time.” He replied by scrolling through his phone.

I knew it was pointless to banter words with him so I gave up. I had to vanish from his sight immediately because I wasn't well dressed. The nightie I was wearing exposed a greater part of my thighs and my cleavage plus my nipples were poking out crazily.

I ran into the bathroom, and instantly, the urge to defecate came. “Shit, what if I fart in the process, I'm not sure these walls are soundproof.” I resolved to subdue the urge. Jumping into the bathtub, I turned on the shower allowing the water to cascade down my body. Then I heard Adrian yell from the room.

“You have five minutes to finish up else I am going to bring you out myself.” His voice was laced with sternness.

“You are joking, right?” I replied in bewilderment.

“You wouldn't dare” He mumbled.

I turned off the shower instantly, grabbed my towel, and wrapped it around my wet body. This was no doubt the most stupid bath in my life but I didn't mind. I knew better than daring Adrian to do anything because he always took advantage of the slightest opportunity to showcase his superiority.

The towel was big enough to shield the necessary parts of my body. Stepping out of the bathroom, I kept my eyes glued to Adrian although he wasn't even looking at me. I didn't want him stealing any glances. I was still focusing on my target(Adrian) when I struck my left leg against the wardrobe and fell to the floor wincing in pain.

“What the heck is wrong with you?” Adrian thundered without any iota of sympathy.

“Ouchh”. I kept groaning.

“All these dramas won't change anything, instead it would only make matters worse. We have to go to that event whether you like it or not.” He shouts at the top of his voice. “You have seven minutes more”.

I wanted to cry but the urge only stabbed me hard and left me without bringing out any drop of tears. Savouring the hurt in my heart, I stood up and leaped to the wardrobe. I chose a simple dress because I was going to wear flats because of my sore leg. I wore transparent lipstick and combed my hair smoothly tucking it behind my ear.

I glanced at the clock and realized I still had three minutes out of the seven minutes allocated to up me. Handbag one, so I sat calmly on my bed, waiting for my time to run out.

“W; I do you think you're doing?” Adrian asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Nothing.”, mumbled, feigning an ignorant look.

“So why are you just sitting there?” He asked again.

“I'm done, I was waiting for my time to run out,” I replied with my voice laced with innocence.

“You are unbelievable.” He said matter of factly.

Grabbing his phone and tablet he stormed out of the room. I curled my lips in sweet bliss, gleaming with satisfaction. That was a good one, giving him a dose of his own medicine.

I picked my hand bag and left the room surging behind him. Deep down my mind was made up, I was ready to accept whatever the case was going to be. I have faced so much humiliation all through my life so this is nothing. With each step I took a rare kind of energy was burning inside of me empowering me to brace up and embrace whatever that day had to offer. I don't even give a damn about Adrian.

But the bitter truth was, will this energy last and withstand the heat at the event?