Heading Back to Black Entertainment the next day felt nostalgic to Grace. The feeling of excitement mixed with fear and anxiety remained the same, like the first day she had walked through the huge doors of the building in hopes for a better life. Grace clutched on to the little blue file in her hand, one that contained the unprofessional CV she had managed to create after deciding not to cry again and finally searching on the internet as she wasn’t experienced in creating one.
Grace’s eyes were puffy, and her naturally blue eyes were red, She had cried for the whole of the night only stopping when she remembered she had a job the next day. Grace stood In front of the huge building with a smile, Though she was scared inside, she decided not to tremble from it, rather, She put on a cool exterior and walked into the office.
Grace partially knew her way around the company, She could remember some faces especially Jane a receptionist at the main lobby who
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The scent of lavender filled Grace’s nostrils as she stepped into the office. The office was similar to Mr Black's office, it was Big and had a mix of all shades of Grey and Black, it was a calm office, one that seemed to resonate with the owner. The only pop of colour were the lavender Flowers that was situated at the four corners of the room. As Grace walked into the office, She immediately spotted Mrs Smart sitting upright on her chair behind her table with her arms crossed. Miranda looked a bit different from the first time Grace had seen her. Standing in front of her soon to be boss in such proximity and clearer mind, she was able to examine her soft features and hard exterior. Miranda was a beautiful middle aged woman, just like all the women Grace had seen earlier, she resonated her own beauty and was pretty in her skin. She had a bright glossy skin that complimented the dark velvet red gown and gold jewelry she had
Doris Denver sat crossed legged on the Black wooden seat hidden behind the huge office desk at the centre. A slow jazz song played through the huge office and D.D moved her head slowly to the sound of the song while her eyes followed the pages of the file she was flipping in her hands. Two persons, A man and A woman both dressed in cooperate attire stood in front of the desk with their hands both folded to the back. Grace walked into the office with her tiptoe and her head first making sure not to make a noise. Once in, She tried closing the door gently behind herself, but that was a huge fail. Her plan to be discreet was a fail as the door made a creek sound once it connected to the wall. The eyes of the three persons in the room immediately turned to face her. D.D who was reading a file closed it up and placed it on the table before pulling her glasses and placing it on the table. “Welcome Miss Win
The Tour around Black Entertainment was simple and quick, We had successfully moved around the 22 floors of the huge building and were making our way back to Doris Denver’s office. “Thank you for the tour Miss Alex”, Louisa said politely, Miss Alex turned slightly and gave her a polite smile, from the corner of my eyes I saw Gerard roll his eyes to spite her. I said nothing. The elevator soon released a 'ding' sound and the doors opened ajar for us to pass through. We did not head for Mrs Denver’s office anymore, rather we passed through a door besides Mrs Denver’s office and found ourselves in a busy office of approximately fourteen people with two empty chairs. The office seemed to have been designed in sections that only added to the beauty and architectural intelligence on it’s designed, I gasped at the clean and seemingly healthy working environment. It matched up to the standard and name that came with Black Entertainment. “Gerard and Louisa , you both will work directly und
Work was exhausting, I had barely Arranged all the files assigned before the time was up, I was exhausted after the two hours was up. Emotionally drained, I managed to move away’ with the hefty documents, I took them from my desk and made my way to Ms. Denver’s office. Her Office felt more father than before, bit I knew it was my mind playing tricks. I Knocked twice, Before waiting for a ‘Come In’, But I heard none, Rather the Door opened and Gerard walked gracefully out after I stepped to the side. I turned towards his desk, I was confused and the look on my face confirmed it to him, “I didn’t see You Get up”. Gerard pouted, We were still standing at entrance of Ms. Denver’s office, “Well you seemed very invested in your worked..”, He narrowed his eyes at me, “And I don’t think I should report where I go to you huh?”. Stupid Me,!, “Sure, Well I should go drop this in”. I said and Gerard moved for me to enter. I quickly moved to Ms Denver’s table, I laid out the Files on her table
Ominous Pov The Sweet Shop was packed with employees, Mem and woman sat in pairs, Groups of Threes and fours, Some even merged tables together to form a group of eight as they chatted away, Grace surveyed the area as she walked in with Jason, She barely spotted a table at the very end with two Empty chairs, Perfect!. She thought. “There is a table with empty chairs, I think one of us should secure it while the other gets the meal, Hmm?”. Grace asked. “That isn’t a question, Text me your order, I’ll get it for you”, Jason said pushing her ahead. Grace wanted to object but Jason was pessimistic, she reached to open her purse but Jason immediately stopped her, “It’s on Me Grace!”. Grace shyly Dropped her purse. “Okay”. She managed to say before walking away . Jason made his way to the long unmoving line while Grace made her way to the seat. Grace sat down and dropped the contents in her hand on the table. She grabbed her phone and quickly texted her order to James, before dropping it
“Meredith was the love of his life”. Jason Said to her, before downing his Drink. Grace’s drink Dropped from her hand to the table, It’s content threatened to spill but with the distant being so near, it couldn’t. She ignored the Occurrence and fell back to her seat, much like an act of defeat, instead of the I test which Jason was Hoping and waiting for her to have. “Oh”, Jason heard her say, a one syllable word that left nothing more to question or understand. “Why did you ask?”, Jason asked her, He wanted to inquire, bit tried to be casual about it. “I have heard a lot, Just thought to know”. Grace said looking away, Her bright face had deemed and the most interesting thing was now her meal which she was hardly interested in. “Everyone tries to know, Mr Black is a man of Mystique,” Jason Tittered, “Much could be rumour, but there is always truth lying in between”. Jason said again. Grace looked up this time, She knitted her brow at him, She won
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Present Day August 20th 2024 8:40am The streets were filled again, with cars driving speedily and with people, mothers, fathers and children all scrambling over to their various destinations, and with shops and various outlets stationed at various sides of the road. Hers was a cafe, that stood at the other side of the road, built with transparent windows on all sides to help her viewing. The streets were always busy compared to her small coffee shop, her cafe was warmer and was usually occupied by few customers who spoke in hushed tones, it was nice but did nothing to help her sanity. The busy streets did a better job at calming her down, the sound of people chattering as they passed by her cafe and the sounds of horns and sirens helped her. She needed that calm more than ever today. Her mind was ablaze, it had started last week, when her mother reminded her of the day she was trying to forget for years, it was now a week away. She was seating at a distant table at the end of the co
“Meredith was the love of his life”. Jason Said to her, before downing his Drink. Grace’s drink Dropped from her hand to the table, It’s content threatened to spill but with the distant being so near, it couldn’t. She ignored the Occurrence and fell back to her seat, much like an act of defeat, instead of the I test which Jason was Hoping and waiting for her to have. “Oh”, Jason heard her say, a one syllable word that left nothing more to question or understand. “Why did you ask?”, Jason asked her, He wanted to inquire, bit tried to be casual about it. “I have heard a lot, Just thought to know”. Grace said looking away, Her bright face had deemed and the most interesting thing was now her meal which she was hardly interested in. “Everyone tries to know, Mr Black is a man of Mystique,” Jason Tittered, “Much could be rumour, but there is always truth lying in between”. Jason said again. Grace looked up this time, She knitted her brow at him, She won
Ominous Pov The Sweet Shop was packed with employees, Mem and woman sat in pairs, Groups of Threes and fours, Some even merged tables together to form a group of eight as they chatted away, Grace surveyed the area as she walked in with Jason, She barely spotted a table at the very end with two Empty chairs, Perfect!. She thought. “There is a table with empty chairs, I think one of us should secure it while the other gets the meal, Hmm?”. Grace asked. “That isn’t a question, Text me your order, I’ll get it for you”, Jason said pushing her ahead. Grace wanted to object but Jason was pessimistic, she reached to open her purse but Jason immediately stopped her, “It’s on Me Grace!”. Grace shyly Dropped her purse. “Okay”. She managed to say before walking away . Jason made his way to the long unmoving line while Grace made her way to the seat. Grace sat down and dropped the contents in her hand on the table. She grabbed her phone and quickly texted her order to James, before dropping it
Work was exhausting, I had barely Arranged all the files assigned before the time was up, I was exhausted after the two hours was up. Emotionally drained, I managed to move away’ with the hefty documents, I took them from my desk and made my way to Ms. Denver’s office. Her Office felt more father than before, bit I knew it was my mind playing tricks. I Knocked twice, Before waiting for a ‘Come In’, But I heard none, Rather the Door opened and Gerard walked gracefully out after I stepped to the side. I turned towards his desk, I was confused and the look on my face confirmed it to him, “I didn’t see You Get up”. Gerard pouted, We were still standing at entrance of Ms. Denver’s office, “Well you seemed very invested in your worked..”, He narrowed his eyes at me, “And I don’t think I should report where I go to you huh?”. Stupid Me,!, “Sure, Well I should go drop this in”. I said and Gerard moved for me to enter. I quickly moved to Ms Denver’s table, I laid out the Files on her table
The Tour around Black Entertainment was simple and quick, We had successfully moved around the 22 floors of the huge building and were making our way back to Doris Denver’s office. “Thank you for the tour Miss Alex”, Louisa said politely, Miss Alex turned slightly and gave her a polite smile, from the corner of my eyes I saw Gerard roll his eyes to spite her. I said nothing. The elevator soon released a 'ding' sound and the doors opened ajar for us to pass through. We did not head for Mrs Denver’s office anymore, rather we passed through a door besides Mrs Denver’s office and found ourselves in a busy office of approximately fourteen people with two empty chairs. The office seemed to have been designed in sections that only added to the beauty and architectural intelligence on it’s designed, I gasped at the clean and seemingly healthy working environment. It matched up to the standard and name that came with Black Entertainment. “Gerard and Louisa , you both will work directly und
Doris Denver sat crossed legged on the Black wooden seat hidden behind the huge office desk at the centre. A slow jazz song played through the huge office and D.D moved her head slowly to the sound of the song while her eyes followed the pages of the file she was flipping in her hands. Two persons, A man and A woman both dressed in cooperate attire stood in front of the desk with their hands both folded to the back. Grace walked into the office with her tiptoe and her head first making sure not to make a noise. Once in, She tried closing the door gently behind herself, but that was a huge fail. Her plan to be discreet was a fail as the door made a creek sound once it connected to the wall. The eyes of the three persons in the room immediately turned to face her. D.D who was reading a file closed it up and placed it on the table before pulling her glasses and placing it on the table. “Welcome Miss Win
The scent of lavender filled Grace’s nostrils as she stepped into the office. The office was similar to Mr Black's office, it was Big and had a mix of all shades of Grey and Black, it was a calm office, one that seemed to resonate with the owner. The only pop of colour were the lavender Flowers that was situated at the four corners of the room. As Grace walked into the office, She immediately spotted Mrs Smart sitting upright on her chair behind her table with her arms crossed. Miranda looked a bit different from the first time Grace had seen her. Standing in front of her soon to be boss in such proximity and clearer mind, she was able to examine her soft features and hard exterior. Miranda was a beautiful middle aged woman, just like all the women Grace had seen earlier, she resonated her own beauty and was pretty in her skin. She had a bright glossy skin that complimented the dark velvet red gown and gold jewelry she had
Heading Back to Black Entertainment the next day felt nostalgic to Grace. The feeling of excitement mixed with fear and anxiety remained the same, like the first day she had walked through the huge doors of the building in hopes for a better life. Grace clutched on to the little blue file in her hand, one that contained the unprofessional CV she had managed to create after deciding not to cry again and finally searching on the internet as she wasn’t experienced in creating one. Grace’s eyes were puffy, and her naturally blue eyes were red, She had cried for the whole of the night only stopping when she remembered she had a job the next day. Grace stood In front of the huge building with a smile, Though she was scared inside, she decided not to tremble from it, rather, She put on a cool exterior and walked into the office. Grace partially knew her way around the company, She could remember some faces especially Jane a receptionist at the main lobby who
Chapter 39 “You’re here early, No calls from daddy I see”. A brown haired lady comments as she enters the room of the café. “Well the faster we get things moving, The better for us”. Rebecca said barely smiling. The woman sauntered into her seat which had been pulled over my a male waiter, who threw both ladies a smile. “You’re coming home with me later “. Rebecca said winking at him. The waiter smiled more before heading out of the secluded room “Still a hoe huh?” The woman snarklily remarked. “And you’re always a pain in the ass,” Rebecca said raising her eyebrows, “But that’s not why we’re here”. Rebecca sat upright, crossed her legs over, she looked all around before speaking. “ It’s going too slow, The boy isn’t doing much, we don’t have enough time”. Rebecca's eyes wandered as she spoke. The woman took a whiff
Chapter 38 L’orange wasn’t too far from where she stood, a few turns to the left and she was standing face to face with the gigantic store that seemed too Porsche for her. Grace slouched her shoulders, taking in a huge breath as she stared through the transparent doors of the huge building. Women of all ages chatted inside while a group of ladies dressed in a particular style , black pencil skirt, white button dress suits , a blue silk scarf tied to the left, black panty hose and their hair braided neatly to a bun. They looked oddly similar, but very beautiful women. At first glance at the slightly taller one in the store that caught her attention, she could tell she was working there. Grace gathered herself, envelope in hand and her cross bag to the side, she walked her way inside with the help of a man in black suit one who she assumed to be a guard. She politely greeted the man however not earning a response ba