CHAPTER 9

Kimberly woke up due to the loud ring of her rusty alarm clock. She sprang up as she was a little frightened.

"This b**ch wouldn't be the end of me." She whimpered hitting the alarm clock hardly on the head.

It stopped ringing, and she yanked off the duvet from her lower body, climbing down the bed. 

She yawned widely and stretched out still feeling lazy. 

"I still feel drowsy." She grumbled rubbing her eyes with her two hands.

She searched for her phone in the drawer next to her bed, and then she saw it. She switched it on and found out it was a Saturday.

Saturdays are always not too pleasant for Kimberly because she would have to stay indoors throughout the day. It would be a boring day.

But she didn't have a choice, she has no money to take herself out and equally, she has no man in her life presently to take her out. 

She switched on her wifi and her messages began to pop in. Though they were few and that is because she isn't the social type.

Then suddenly she saw a strange message pop up. She clicked on it and to her amusement, she was picked out of the thousands of aspiring house helps. She was asked to come to the mansion that morning. 

Immediately she saw it, she leaped for joy. 

"Who would have thought Landon Hernandez would offer me this job." She thought with a smile on her face.

She dropped her phone on the bed and rushed into the bathroom to have her bath. 

She stood under the shower, turning it open as she reached for her soap and sponge.

She began to think of the way she was going to act when she got there. Then she felt trying it out in the shower would help out.

"My Name is Kimberly Johnson, and I am here to apply for the job of a maid in your mansion." She declared and bitterness filled her heart all of a sudden. 

Who would ever think she of all people who accept to work as a maid in Landon Hernandez's mansion? 

"He would be so full of himself." She thought sadly.

She wished she had another choice but she had no other. That was the only choice to help her dying father.

She scrubbed her body in haste and walked out of the bathroom. 

She wiped off the water from her body with her towel. She wrapped it around her waist and walked to her closet to look for any outfit.

She ran her fingers on her scanty clothes and her eyes fell upon an old red gown. 

"Look at you baby." She said to the gown with a huge smile on her face.

She picked out the dress and placed it on her body, walking to the front of the mirror.

She loved what she was, and decided to wear it. The gown had an opening at the back, and a slit in front. The slit was up to her thighs.

"Should I wear this for an interview? Shouldn't it be a shirt?" She questioned herself.

"Since it's a casual interview, a casual outfit should be worn. It's not a white-collar job anyways." She concluded.

She dried her hair using the hairdryer and combed it out letting it fall freely over her shoulders.

She applied her body lotion and then wore her red short dress. After getting a satisfying look in front of the mirror, she picked up one of her shoes and wore it.

It suits the clothes she wore perfectly well. She applied some slight makeup on her face not leaving out her red lipstick.

She carried her bag removing her credentials since they weren't required. 

She would be using the money Danielle sent to her for her transportation. 

She was good to go, and she walked out of her house feeling beautiful. As she walked down the hallway, her neighbors stared at her differently.

She looked exquisite.

She ignored their glares and kept walking till she got to the side of the road. She waved down a taxi and the taxi stopped right in front of her.

"Where are you headed, Ma'am?" He asked.

"Golden City." She responded and he nodded.

"Hop in." He told and she reached for the back door and opened it. She hopped in and he began to drive. 

***

Landon sat in the living room and watched how people began to arrive for the interview. They came in in twos and threes. 

"We would be having a very large audience today. How are you going to interview all sir?" Ruby asked

"I already told you I have picked the person," Landon said still starting outside the door at the people who were walking in.

"But she isn't here yet, and it's past 8 am," Ruby said and Landon looked at her.

"I don't care. You have no right to question me okay? Kimberly Johnson is the person for this job. We can start the interview, but when she comes, we interview her and then close everything for the day." He explained and Ruby swallowed hard nodding.

"Yes sir. I would start giving numbers to them." She said and Landon nodded.

"Start with just twenty. Kimberly should be here before we are done with the twenty." He declared and Ruby nodded.

She was beginning to develop hatred for Kimberly, someone she was yet to see. She hated the way, Landon gave her so much importance. 

She walked out of the living room, and Landon checked his wristwatch to see it was 8:25 am.

"Where are you?" He mumbled to himself as he kept staring at the gate.

Soon, he heard Ruby call in the first participant. It was a male. 

He wore a blue top and blue jean trousers. Immediately Landon saw him, he felt tired.

"Dismissed. I hate blue." He said before the young man could speak up.

The young man walked out feeling so hurt. Ruby looked at Landon in disbelief but couldn't say a word, or she would lose her job to this so-called Kimberly.

Ruby called the next number '2' and a young woman walked in.

She had her hair tied in a ponytail. She wore a very short gown that got Landon irritated.

"Is she trying to seduce me?" He thought looking from her head to toe.

"Good morning Mr. Hernandez." She said in a seductive manner which made Landon almost puke.

"Stop acting like a slut. Get out." He said sharply and she shivered. She pulled down the hem of her gown as she walked out of the house.

Ruby looked at him again, this time a shock on her face.

"Is he really serious right now?" She asked herself.

She was about to call the next person when Landon sighted Kimberly walk-in looking like a goddess.

"Oh, My God." He whispered as he glared at her.