Clara's POVAt last, her gaze came to rest on me."You have to notify your supervisor to ensure she gets fired, or I'll take action to see that she does." Madison said, "You have to decide on our agreement quickly, or else you will soon follow."She threw open her bedroom door and rushed out of the room."I'll take care of her," her father said as he followed her.Maggie burst into sobs, covering her lips with her palm as she tried to hold back the emotions.I put my arms around her and escorted her out of the suite.Maggie sobbed, "I was simply cleaning around her fragrances when I took one up to clean. Please tell Marcus not to fire me. I didn't intend to." Madison entered and thought I was using it. She then hauled me out of her room. "I swear to you, I didn't use it; my hands and clothing smell," she pleaded.Asking me to sniff it, she clutched the hem of her garment."Maggie, it's OK," I murmured to her.To stop Maggie from weeping, I gave her a firm embrace.I needed to stop thi
Clara's PoV"What do you use to shampoo your hair? It seems arid, much like your lips." She made a point. "My driver will deliver a few items to you. Tomorrow, we'll continue this topic. You ought to go out front. No one should see us together. She said,Her remarks made me aware of how I looked. Even though my hair could have utilised a little more hydration, it was in excellent condition.My tongue skimmed across my lips. It served only to support her assertions."We will go on tomorrow. You ought to go right now. I'll go out a little later to avoid being seen together." She said,I turned to leave the apartment, nodding. Before leaving, I looked in every way.I kept going down the corridor without knowing what the next assignment was. I used to have a timetable informing me what must be done.That's when Madison and I met.She was coming at me, strutting her stuff like she was walking the catwalk, her hair flying over her shoulders.I wanted her to stay away from me. I was still un
Clara's POVThat gave me great pleasur"It would be fantastic," feigned a grin by Madison. She said, "I suppose I'll see you tomorrow then."I'll be occupied," Derek said, reaching into his pocketsMadison pretended to grin again and turned to go, clearly dissatisfiedMy face broke into a big grin that would not go away. It still amazes me that I did it just nowI had to return to reality since Derek was focusing all of his attention on me right nowI tried to hide my grin by clearing my throat. "Sharp on five-thirty. Being late is something I dislike in others. We'll get together at the rear entrance. I Said IDerek gave me a perplexed look as he considered whether or not I had been kiddingI didn't give my choice much thought since I turned around and left before he could say anything moreWhy had I thought that? Joining Derek on a date. Every woman who is going to despise meThirty-five: why? I had no time to go home and change into something more respectable after that. Not that t
Clara's POVThen she bolted from the changing area.I took a peek at what was in the cosmetic bag.I opted for a basic appearance, using lip gloss and mascara. Makeup was never my strong suit. I still felt like I might stab my eyeballs out.Ivy returned a few minutes later, clutching a black dress. It had straps and was short. It was always necklined in hearts. The garment would hug every curve on my body. It was exquisite."This clothing is mine. Months ago, one of the motel guests moved out. Nobody is searching for it, I'm sure of it. It's also your size." Ivy uttered a gasp.I had five minutes left before I was considered officially late.It was much harder to get into the garment, particularly with Ivy attempting to brush my hair.Ivy made a few touch-ups since I couldn't apply makeup well, which gave my eyes a smoky appearance. My blue eyes gleamed at that.Ivy grinned as she reviewed the outcomes. "My lovely caterpillar became an even more stunning butterfly."I exclaimed, "You
Clara's POVWe came to a stop in front of a Cullinan Rolls-Royce. Derek received the automobile keys from a valet. Derek gestured for me to enter as he opened the door. I got inside the car silently.As I sank into the leather seats, I paused to examine the vehicle. It was something I had never done before.Derek took the front wheel tonight, so he drove.I did not say a word on the drive. I had no idea why I was so anxious. I was frantically trying to get home as I fiddled with my fingers and glanced at everyone else outside.Fortunately, Derek didn't waste time talking either, concentrating most of his attention on the road. He turned on the radio and listened to music to pass the time.The vehicle stopped suddenly in front of a structure. Emerald Courtyard was written in strong letters. The restaurant's name had an almost familiar feel to it.The building had a fountain in front of it, and two security officers watched over the entrance. The visitors inside were visible via the gla
Clara's POV I automatically performed the first thing that sprang to mind.I embraced Ivy as I turned to face Derek. I had to keep her from him.Ivy withdrew and exclaimed, "What are you doing? You're going to mess up your hair."I gave her an even closer embrace. I said to her in a whisper, "Derek is coming."Ivy hesitated, caught off guard, too.Derek was drawing nearer yet."You poor thing, don't worry. Everything will be alright," I said loudly while rubbing Ivy."Thank you," Ivy said.She withdrew from the embrace without saying anything else. To keep Derek from seeing her, she acted like she was crying, keeping her head down. Her face was hidden behind her hands.I lied when Derek approached me and said, "Her boyfriend just broke up with her."I suppose that these days, I tell lies with ease.Derek stopped and tried to figure out whether he could recognize Ivy by looking at her back."We ought to depart," I tugged at his sleeves.He turned to face me, whispering, "You look very
Clara's POVThe gloomy light of the candles added to the romantic atmosphere. Down below, I could still see the magnificent panorama of the city's towers.After directing us to our table, the waiter departed, leaving Derek and me alone.Derek moved with great speed. He asked me to sit down after pulling out a chair. Reluctantly, I complied. Everything seemed so surreal. How was I going to spend an entire evening by myself with him?Derek moved to his seat across the table.As he settled in, I questioned, "Why are you being so nice to me?"He took a little break. "Well, since you saved me, I might as well give you the date you deserve." He said.With anxiety, I averted my gaze and looked at the menu.A female voice cleared her throat. "Good evening, I'm Cecilia. I'll be your waitress for the night," she added.I couldn't take my eyes off the menu.Hold on, I recognize that voice!I looked at her quickly to confirm my doubts. It was Cecilia, a friend of my mother's. Moreover, she lived
Clara's POVWhen the waiter came back with our meal, I was taken aback to see that three other gentlemen had followed him and had started laying out the various foods on the table: salads, spaghetti, ramen, kebab, paella, and more that I couldn't even begin to name because most of them seemed so foreign to me."What made you order so much food?"I inquired."Well, I wasn't entirely sure what you wanted to eat, so I thought I'd order a little of everything." He said."Well, if I eat all of this, there is hardly any room left for a baby," I said.He began to eat our dinner while we both served ourselves.Would you mind briefly introducing yourself to me?"He enquired."What information do you seek? I questioned, brushing the flyaways off my face in a way that almost seemed playful. Great, now he'll think I'm flirting with him."Do you have any relatives on your mom's side?" he said, clearing his mouth."He enquired."No, none of them are in contact with us. I said, "It's always just my mom