Chapter 4: A Secretary For Michael

{MOND'S TECH COMPANY}

{MICHAEL'S POV}

I was already dozing off in my office when the door opened unannounced. Maya stepped inside the office with a wicked smirk across her face.

"Oh God! I did not sleep last night because of her and now she's here to disturb me again." I groaned inwardly as she walked towards me.

"Michael, it seems like you're dozing. You should probably take a break because you look really tired." She said, maintaining that wicked smirk across her face.

I scoffed and frowned at her. She ruined my night and now she's telling me to take a break.

She sat on the leather chair in front of me and she placed her legs in my desk, crossing them.

"This is my office and not your goddamn room so put your fucking legs down!" I said in a mean voice, but she just rolled her eyes at me.

"Why don't you have a secretary?" She asked, ignoring my statement.

"I don't need a fucking secretary when James is here to do the work." I replied, glaring daggers at her legs which were on my desk.

"But James is your personal assistant and not your secretary. You need a secretary who will prepare your schedules and arrange for meetings." She said, and I sighed out loudly in frustration.

"I said I don't need a goddamn secretary!" I said in frustration.

"You need a secretary and I'm gonna employ one for you even if you don't want." Maya said as she rose to her feet.

"Don't do any fucking thing or else you'll regret it." I said, almost with a low threatening voice.

"I don't care. I'm gonna employ a secretary for you and that's final." She said and walked out of the office before I could say another word.

"God, why did you give me a disobedient and stubborn sister?" I muttered as I leaned back on my chair.

I was feeling sleepy but I didn't want to sleep in my office. I would have gone home to sleep but I was not the type of CEO who take breaks during working hours.

I yawned and adjusted myself on the chair, then I began working on the necessary files that needed my signature.

{MAYA'S POV}

I can't believe Michael is really stubborn. I traveled all the way from Australia down to New York just to visit him.

I know you all might think I am disobedient and stubborn and ill mannered, but the truth is that I love my brother a lot.

Frustrating him is part of my numerous hobbies, but that doesn't mean I don't love him. I love him so much.

After our mum's death, he was so affected than I was. And the reason is because he was the closest to mum.

James and I were the only ones he would always talk to. He doesn't like talking to Dad. He blames dad for mom's death and I don't know why he always blamed dad.

I walked through the hallway that led to James's office and after walking for a minute, I to his office and I knocked on the door.

"Come in." he stated from inside the office.

I opened the door and stepped in, closing the door behind me quietly. He sitting behind his black polished desk, typing on his laptop.

"Hey James!" I walked towards him and he raised his gaze from his laptop.

"What brings you here, Amaya?" He asked.

"Michael doesn't have a secretary and it's affecting him." I replied as I lowered myself to sit on the leather chair in front of him.

"Yeah, he doesn't have a secretary because he said he doesn't need one." James replied, and I scoffed.

"I am going to hire a secretary for him whether he likes it or not." I said, and James shook his head in disapproval.

"No. Michael would be really angry if you do that." He said.

"I don't care." I replied.

"You should care because that guy is someone else whenever he is angry." He said, and I let out a loud sigh.

"Come on James. Aren't you sick of doing the works of a secretary when you're just his personal assistant, huh?" I asked, and he nodded.

"Yeah, I am sick of that, but we should respect Michael's decision." He replied. "He said he doesn't want a secretary, so don't employ one for him." He added, and he returned his gaze back it his laptop.

I started thinking of how to convince him to agree with me. I looked at him as he focused on his laptop, tapping fast on the keyboard.

Am idea suddenly popped into my mind and my lips curved into a smile.

"James, I will link you up that model you've always admired." I said, and he averted his gaze to me.

"You mean Jacinta McCarthy?" He asked, and I nodded.

Jacinta McCarthy is a famous model in Australia and James has a big crush on her.

"Are you serious about linking me up with her?" He asked, and I nodded.

"Yeah, I'll link you up with her if we employ a secretary for Michael." I replied.

"And why should I trust you?" He asked, furrowing his brows at me.

"Because Jacinta is my friend." I replied, then I showed him the picture I took with Jacinta a few weeks before I came to New York.

"Oh my God!" He exclaimed in shock when he saw the picture. "I thought you were kidding me when you said she was your friend."

"No. I'll link you up with her once we employ a secretary." I said.

"Don't worry, Maya, Michael will have a secretary whether he likes it or not." He replied with a wide grin.

"Alright then, post on the company's social media handles that there's a vacancy for the position of a secretary. Qualifed candidates should apply immediately and come for the interview tomorrow morning by eight."

"Consider it done." James replied with a wide smile, and I smirked victoriously.

{LOVELYN'S POV}

We rushed inside the hospital and mom was taken to the emergency room. The nurses stopped me from entering the emergency room.

"Mom!!!!" I cried as I sat on the iron bench outside the emergency room.

"Lord please just save my mom. I promise to start going to church and I'll always I pray everyday." I mumbled while sobbing silently.

Cynthia, my best friend rushed into the hospital.

"Lovelyn!!" I heard someone calling my name and I turned my neck to see my best friend rushing towards me. She pulled me into a warm hug when she finally got to me.

"I came as fast as I could when I when I got your call".

"Cynthia, is mom gonna die?" I asked as I sobbed on her shoulder.

"No! Not at all. She's gonna be alright" Cynthia said as she rubbed my hair softl as I continued sobbing on her shoulder.

The emergency room opened and I quickly rose up to my feet as the doctor stepped out.

"Are you her daughter?" The doctor asked me.

"Yes.. yes I am her daughter." I nodded my head vigorously.

"Follow me to my office please. There's something I wanna discuss with you." The doctor said, and we began walking to his office.

We finally got to his office after walking for about a minute, and he offered me a seat.

He walked over to sit behind his desk while I sat on the chair in front of his desk.

He removed his eyeglasses and dropped them on the desk before speaking.

"We've attended to your mum and her life is out of danger."

"Thank goodness." I heaved a breathe of relief with a smile on my face.

"But her heart is getting weaker and it's failing, so she needs to undergo a heart surgery." He said and the smile on my face vanished instantly.

"What do you mean by her heart is getting weaker?" I asked in confusion.

"Didn't your mum tell you that she has been suffering from an heart disease?" The doctor asked back, raising a questioning brow at me.

"Heart disease?" I repeated.

"Yes. And from the test we conducted, we found that she has been suffering from the disease for sixteen years." The doctor said, and my eyes went wide with shock.

"Sixteen years?!" I exclaimed in shock.

"Yes, and she needs to undergo an heart surgery as soon as possible."

"And how much will this heart surgery cost?" I asked even though I knew the surgery would cost a huge amount of money.

"The surgery will cost nothing less than five hundred thousand dollars." The doctor replied, and my face went pale like the belly of a fish.

"Five hundred thousand dollars?" I repeated in a low voice and the doctor nodded.

I was expecting the surgery fee to be high but I never expected it to be as high as the doctor said.

'Five hundred thousand dollars? Where will I get such huge amount of money?' I thought to myself.

"We need to perform the heart surgery as soon as possible because her heart is just too weak and very soon, it will stop functioning and she will....." The doctor trailed off, and I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat.

"You need to pay the money on time so that we can commence the surgery before the condition of heart get worse." The doctor added. "You can leave."

I wiped the tears on my face and rose up to my feet, then I walked out of the office.

'Mum has been suffering from an heart disease and she didn't bother to tell us? And where are we gonna get a sum of five hundred thousand dollars for the surgery?' I kept thinking as I walked back to meet Cynthia.

"What did the doctor say?" Cynthia asked immediately she saw me.

"The doctor said mum is suffering from an heart disease and she needs to undergo a surgery which will cost five hundred thousand dollars" I said and Cynthia gasped loudly..

"Five hundred thousand dollars?!!!" She almost screamed with widened eyes.

"Yes." I nodded.

"But that's too much." Cynthia said.

Just then, her phone started ringing. She groaned when she checked who the caller was.

"I'm sorry, Lovelyn, but I have to leave." She said. "My boss needs me at work right now."

"It's okay." I smiled and she hugged me.

"Don't worry. Everything will be okay." She said, and I nodded, then she walked away.

I sniffled and went to mum's ward.

She smiled lightly when I came in.

"Mom, why didn't you tell us about the heart problem?" I asked with a frown as I walked towards the bed where she was laying.

"Lovelyn, I didn't tell you because I didn't want to bother you and your brother about my problem." She replied. "And besides, I am fine."

"But we are your children, mum, and your problem is also our problem." I said and broke into tears. "You should have told us."

"I'm sorry for not telling you and your brother about it. I just didn't want to bother the both of you cause I knew how worried you'd get if I told you. I'm really sorry for keeping it a secret."

"Promise me you'll never keep any secret from me and Peter." I said, and she nodded.

"I promise, so stop crying."

I sniffled and wiped the tears on my face with my palm before saying,

"I have to go home and prepare something for you to eat."

"Okay." She nodded, and I gave her a warm hug.

I didn't tell her about the surgery fee because I didn't want to make her worried.

I left the hospital and boarded a cab back home.

As the cab drove to my destination, I brought out my phone and logged into my I*******m account just to clear my mind.

The first post I saw was a post by MOND'S TECH COMPANY. I started reading the post with a keen attention.

"OUR COMPANY IS IN NEED OF A SECRETARY. QUALIFIED CANDIDATES SHOULD APPLY FOR THE JOB ON OUR WEBSITE, THEN COME TO THE COMPANY TOMORROW MORNING BY EIGHT O'CLOCK FOR THE INTERVIEW."

My lips curved into a smile when I finished reading the post.

'If I get this job, I will be able to pay for mum's surgery.' I thought to myself, and I quickly applied for the job on the company's website.

The cab arrived at our house a few minutes later. I got down from the cab after paying the driver.

The can zoomed off and I began walking towards the frontdoor of the house. I unlocked the door and stepped in, then the door behind me quietly.

I checked the time on my phone and it was 11:40am. I entered inside the kitchen and prepared porridge for mom. Then I packed it inside a lunch box. I hurried back to the hospital and went straight mum's ward.

"Mom!! I greeted excitedly as I walked inside the ward.

"The savage queen looks happy, may I know why?" Mum asked.

"I found a job opportunity at my dream company." I said, and mum's eyes widened.

"Really?" She asked, a note of surprise in her voice.

"Yep," I nodded. "I already applied for the job and I will go for the interview tomorrow morning."

"That's great news! I hope you they employ you." Mum said with a smile.

"I hope so too." I replied, and fed her till she was full. I packed the plate inside the lunch box

"Time to head back home" I said. "I have to prepare for tomorrow's interview.

"Okay sweetheart. I wish you the best of luck." mum said.

"Thanks mum. Bye." I pecked her forehead, then I walked out of the ward.

"I hope I get this job." I muttered as I made my way out of the hospital.