“I’m not sure you know this, but I was kidnapped by child traffickers when I was eight years old. Fortunately, I escaped from their hands three days later. But I passed out in the forest after running for so long. And when I opened my eyes, I was sleeping a bit and being tended by a middle aged lady...”Tears from in my eyes as I recall and retell my painful past story. Those were the years I solely lived for the purpose of one day reuniting with my parents, but who knew it would all be for nothing.The hope of seeing them again, finally running into their arms, being taken care of by them and being showered lots of love was what kept me going and living amongst strangers in a harsh environment I’d never seen before.This is why it still breaks my heart no matter how many time I try to feign ignorance and a stone heart against my parents treatment.“If I had known that I would be treated this way after reuniting with my parents, would have preferred to die because death came knock
Christopher and I exchange glances, and it takes me a while to respond to him. “I don’t mind,” I say and finish the rest of my sentence in my head. ‘As long as Brenda doesn’t force her way.’I really do not mind being single if Christopher backs off from the marriage arrangement just as long as Brenda doesn’t get him.“Do you think it’s possible to maintain two roles after what went down between us?” Christopher asks, expecting an honest reply.From the way he is staring at me, I believe he begs to differ.“As long as we both don’t mind, there is nothing wrong with it,” I say and end up regretting it because I sound desperate now, so I quickly correct myself.“Christopher I know that we’ve both come a long way and a lot has happened between us. Believe me when I say I don’t want to mess your life up. I can’t afford to lose my job. I need it, and that’s why I want you to keep me.”Christopher nods, his brows knitting in curiosity. He leans back into his seat and says to me, “Wh
As soon as I clock off work, I drive straight to a branded store to buy a new dress for tomorrow’s event.I dare not go to the previous mall for fear of bumping into Barbara Collins as I’m worried on her reaction when she says a black card in my hands.Fortunately, I don’t have to worry about that and shop to my heart’s content.Though Christopher had instructed me to get whatever I wanted, I’m still a bit sceptical about spending his money, so I’m mindful of the price tags.As I’m going through the third clothing rack, a call comes into my phone. Lo and behold, it’s Tessa so I quickly swipe my finger across the screen to take it.“Hey, girl! Are you off work?” Tessa asks excitedly.“Yeah, some minutes ago,” I reply, sounding excited because I am.“Do you have an outfit ready for tomorrow?” she asks almost immediately.I stare at the pink jumpsuit in front of my eyes and smile. “I’m on it.”“I have some time now, let’s shop together. I’m going to let my stylist pick something
My little reminder at the dinner table is enough to keep everyone away from for the time being.Mum and Dad has to know that even though the hand the best man in the whole world to me, I will never forget what they allowed Brenda do to me.I can’t have them relaxing and thinking that I’m cool with the past even though the future might hold better benefit for me otherwise, that will give Brenda an edge to hurt me further.Brenda would be dreaming if she thinks that I wouldn’t stop mentioning how she went behind her own sister’s back to steal her boyfriend and even get engaged to him.A deep sigh escapes my lips as I step out of the bathroom after a warm bath. I feel so refreshed with that treacherous human being out of mind.As my back hit the bed, my thoughts drift to the important event tomorrow which reminds me of Christopher and his kind gesture.I still can’t believe that he would care for me in this manner by trusting me with his mighty black card and letting me buy my outf
I slip Christopher’s black card back to him when I go into his office to serve his morning black coffee.“Thank you so much,” I add as I present the card.Christopher looks up at me before taking it from my hands. “I didn’t receive the total debit amount I was expecting,” he says to me, brows furrowing. “Did you buy everything you needed?”“Only the necessary ones,” I quickly reply, trying not to read the meaning behind his words. Was he expecting me to spend more of his money?“Next time, just get everything you want without holding back. It’s not like you can finish my money anyway,” he says as he slips the card back into his wallet.I don’t know how else to respond to him except thanking him.But one thing Christopher should note is that once he starts spoiling me, there was no going back.Towards noon, Stella and I wrap up with our work and change into our outfit for the event. Both of must have the same ethical and professional thoughts as surprisingly, our outfit priori
As Stella and I make it back to the hall, she expresses her dissatisfaction to me.“Mr. Moore is really something else. How can he expect you to drink on his behalf. Asking a woman to drink on his behalf is so ungentlemanly. Does he not have respect for women anymore?” A soft sigh escapes my lips as I guide her towards our table which is right next to Christopher’s. “Remember, I am his staff so he definitely doesn’t see me as a woman,” I quickly tell her and then want to bite my tongue next.Although Christopher has been very well-behaved with me, I doubt he is physically attracted to me. I have never once caught him staring at my chest or making any sexual jokes.Even if it’s too early, but there should at least be a subtle hint that he sees me beyond his personal assistant, but so far there is nothing therefore, the reason for my doubt.“Emily, stop defending him,” Stella whispers as I pull out a seat for her before doing the same for myself. “Remember that whatever you tole
As Grandpa asks about Emily, everyone turned their attention to me, looking interested in the matter.A soft sigh escapes my lips.I know for a fact that Emily intentionally stepped aside when she saw my family approaching, and now they are asking after her.Although I don’t know exactly what Emily is thinking and why she had left, I’d like to stick to the rules.“Grandpa, today, Emily is my Personal Assistant who I have no personal relationship with,” I say with a straight gaze and fortunately, they all get the hint.“Chris, we understand,” Tessa says with a brilliant smile. “But she still needs to greet us, and I need to meet my best friend.”Tessa’s statement has me lingering my gaze on her. I know what she’s trying to do, and I don’t blame her for being overly excited.Emily mentioned that she tried to set both of us up before the marriage arrangement even came up, so I understand. Even Tessa had mentioned it to me herself, and I wish she would contain her emotions.Seeing
I understand what is going on here quite well. Barbara thinks she can speak to me with all level of disrespect because she has her father by her side.And I don’t really blame her for her attitude because she wouldn’t have this level of guts if my own father treated me like his actual daughter.I lead Barbara to the stage where Stella is waiting in a room alone. As soon as we arrive, I shut the door and cast my glance at Stella who is taking her time to take in Barbara’s appearance.“Good evening, Ms. Stella,” Barbara greets with a fawning smile, but Stella doesn’t respond to it.For a moment, I think Stella doesn’t know where to start from until she opens her mouth and only then do I understand that she must’ve been looking for a better way to put her words.“Barbara, what or who did you attend this inauguration as?” Stella asks.Barbara’s brows furrow in confusion. She didn’t quite get the question.“Did you come here for a fashion parade or what? As Transcorp’s employee, is