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“Pack everything! Leave no single furniture in that house!”
Annabel went on her knees immediately. “Sir, please don't do this to us. We promise to pay.” She pleaded, but he acted deaf.
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she watched the hefty men take their furniture away. She held the man's hand, but he yanked her hands away from him.
“Don't you dare lay those filthy hands on me again,” He snapped and returned his gaze to the house. Annabel didn't know what to do anymore. This was too much for her to bear. After her father's death, she was left to pay the numerous debts he had with loan sharks and business companies.
She managed to pay off the minor ones and now the rest were after her life. While others would come to take things out of the house, the rest would ask her to spend a night with them to clear off her debts, but she would politely turn them down, making them resort to a violent way of taking everything away from her.
Just yesterday, one of the loan sharks came and took their big screen television and refrigerator, now it's their furniture. She had been trying her best to take care of her little sister, who was suffering from heart disease with the little salary she earned as a waitress in the hotel, but it was taking a massive toll on her.
“Please, don't take everything. Just give me until the end of the month. The month will end this week. I promise to pay you,” She pleaded.
The hefty men soon rid the house of all the furniture and turned to receive the next orders from the man. Annabel rushed to stand before him.
“Just give me until the end of the month, sir. Please.” She begged.
He ruffled his hair and glared at her. “Alright. I have heard you. I'll be back by month end and if my money is not ready in full, I'll throw you out of this house.” He snapped and left angrily.
After his departure, Annabel released a breath she didn't realize she was holding. She made a mental note to pay him immediately she received her salary.
“Did he mean what he said? About taking the house?” Audrey, her little sister, asked. Annabel bent and hugged her. “If he takes the house, where are we going to stay? How are we going to survive without a roof over our heads?” She asked, her voice breaking.
Annabel sighed and fought back the tears that threatened to fall from her eyes. “Don't worry, Audrey. I will make sure he doesn't take the house. Big sis will do something, okay?” She assured the girl.
“You keep saying this to me like I am some five-year-old kid. Come on, Sis, allow me do something to help as well. I already told you I could go work at that grocery store down the street. I spoke to the man, and he said I could come. I can—”
“No, Audrey,” She cut in, shaking her head. “I can't let you do that. Besides, you need to go to school. A year to go, and you'd be out of high school.”
“That's more reason why I should help you. Don't do this alone, please.” Audrey pleaded.
She appreciated how Annabel always worked her butt off to provide for them both, while taking care of her health and paying off debts as well. She wanted to assist in her own little way and hoped Annabel would just let her. What's school when they couldn't even afford the necessary things needed? She got bullied all the time by the rich kids, and she stood no chance against them whenever the matter got to the ears of the principal. She could count the number of times she had to go into detention for something she knew absolutely nothing about.
Annabel ruffled hair. “I can't let you work with your condition, Audrey. You need to rest and eat well. School is also important,” She sighed, and Audrey frowned. “Can I ask you a favor?”
Audrey hesitated for a while before nodding her head. “I want you to study hard in school and make me proud. I'm sure you're going to be a very wealthy woman later in life, and I can't wait for that. So, all you have to do is study and leave the work to big sis, okay?” She pecked Audrey's forehead.
Audrey sighed. “Okay.”
“Good. It's getting late. Let's go inside,” She said and held Audrey's hand as they entered.
When they got to the living room, she sighed. It looked so empty, like a house that had been built, awaiting to be furnished. She could remember how they lived before her mother left them. And their father, who didn't have a stable job then, resorted to borrowing money, so they could survive and just after her father got a job in one of the biggest companies in New York, he suddenly felt sick and died.
Annabel recalled how he died in her arms and stopped her tears from falling. She knew she had to be strong if not for anyone but for her sister.
She led Audrey to her room and tucked her into bed.
“Anna, are you sure everything will be fine?” Audrey asked.
“I am sure everything will be fine soon. When we're done paying off all these debts, I'll take you out to anywhere you wish to go. We could go shopping and do plenty of things.” She smiled and Audrey chuckled.
“I'm longingly expecting that.” Audrey yawned.
Annabel made sure she was well tucked in and patted her head. “Goodnight, Audrey. Sleep well. I love you,” She whispered when the girl finally slept off and stood up.
Her phone beeped, and she picked it up to see that it was her boss at work calling. She quickly answered the call.
“Good evening, Mr. Mike.” She greeted him with a sigh.
“Annabel, come to the hotel right now. I need you to make a late delivery to a hotel room.” He ordered.
“I'm sorry sir, but my shift ended at 5pm today. I can't—”
“I'll add it to your pay.” He cut her off.
Annabel pressed her lips into a thin line.
“What did you say?” She asked to be certain. Maybe she heard him wrong the first time.
“I said I'll add it to your pay.”
“I'll be there.”
2.Annabel got to the hotel in no time and rushed into the massive building. While the elevator took her to her boss's office, she arranged her clothes that had been ruffled as a result of how she rushed to get there and exhaled.The elevator dinged open and she rushed out immediately. “Good evening, sir.” She greeted with a bow the moment she walked into his office.Mr. Mike studied her from head to toes. The hotel uniform she was putting on fitted her perfectly, and the skirt did justice to bringing her curves out a bit. “Perfect for the job,” He muttered to himself.Annabel wondered what he had muttered, but before she could think about it, he drew her attention.“Follow me,” He stood up and started walking out of the office. Annabel hurried after him as he led her to the kitchen. There was a tray of food resting on the counter there. She needed no one to tell her what to do next, and quickly took it.“What room should I deliver the food, sir?” She asked with a smile.“Room 345,
3.“Doctor Blake, you can't do this. Just work on her, I'm going to pay the money.” She pleaded, but he shook his head.She had rushed Audrey to the hospital and the doctor had told her that Audrey's heart condition had deteriorated, and the little girl would die if they didn't commence treatment immediately. The money Annabel had in her account wasn't even up to half of what the doctor had said, and she tried to reason with him, but he wasn't listening.“Look, Miss Walter, this isn't a charity organization. I've told you to bring half of the payment as a deposit, so we can commence treatment immediately, but it seems you aren't ready. We can't work on her for free,” The doctor said and turned to leave, but Annabel held his coat.“Doctor Blake, please, I beg of you. She's my only sister, my world, my everything; she's the only one I have. Please, don't let her die. Take the one with me. I'll look for more to pay, please.” She pleaded.“I'll be in my office, Miss Walter. When you're re
4.3 MONTHS LATER…It's been three months and the pain still felt fresh to Annabel. What hurt her most was selling her pride to be able to raise the money, yet she lost her beloved sister. It still felt surreal to her, and she was yet to wrap her head around it all.To stop her from doing something stupid, Sasha made Annabel move in with her and had served as her shoulders to cry on, on numerous occasions.“It's been three months, Annabel. You can't continue like this.” Sasha facepalmed. Annabel had denied herself of food that day.“If only you know all I went through to make sure she lived, Sasha. Audrey is my only family, and now she's gone to a place of no return.” Annabel lamented.“I understand how you feel, Annie. Please, you have to live to continue your parent's lineage and starving yourself isn't going to help at all. Look at what you're doing to yourself. You easily fall sick these days as a result of this,” She hugged Annabel. “Now, stop okay? Your body is already heating u
5.FIVE YEARS LATER…As Annabel stepped out of the plane and set foot in New York City once again, a wave of emotions washed over her. Memories of her past flooded her mind as she looked around at the familiar sights and sounds of the bustling city. She took a deep breath and tried to steady her racing heartbeat.On one hand, Annabel felt a sense of trepidation. Returning to the place where she endured so much pain and heartache is a daunting prospect. She wondered if she would be able to confront the ghosts of her past and move on from the trauma that she experienced.But on the other hand, Annabel also felt a sense of pride and accomplishment. She had come a long way since she left New York five years ago. She had worked, and raised a beautiful daughter, despite all the challenges that life had thrown her way. As she looked down at her daughter, who was holding her hand tightly, Annabel felt a surge of love and gratitude. She knew that everything she had been through was worth it, j
6.Annabel felt like the ground should just open up and swallow her whole. How on Earth was she going to work in the same company with a man that caused her nothing but pain in the past? “Miss?” Roland called, waving his hand in front of her face.She snapped back to reality and quickly composed herself. He gestured to a chair in front of his desk, “Please, have a seat.” She forced a smile and sat down. Her heart was beating at an incredibly fast rate, and she could swear he might even hear it from where he sat. She looked at the plaque on his desk, boldly inscribed on it was “Roland D'Ville, President and CEO”.She sighed. So, she wasn't dreaming all this while. It was indeed true that she was sitting beside the annoying playboy Billionaire; the jerk that ruined her life.Roland watched as her eyes darted to all corners of his office. It was more like she was trying to avoid eye contact with him. The more he looked at her, the more he felt a sudden connection with her and the more
7.“You mean, he's the president of the company?” Sasha asked with wide eyes.“Yes, my dear. I was so scared that he might recognize me but turns out, he doesn't even remember me.” Annabel sighed and removed her heels.“How do you expect him to recognize you when you changed so much? You look more beautiful and mature, and your hair that was once dark is now blonde. What do you think?” Sasha asked and Annabel sighed.“It's a good thing that he doesn't recognize me.” She smiled.Sasha frowned. “Are you being serious right now? You should be bothered that he doesn't recognize you. If he doesn't, who would claim ownership for Olivia?” Sasha asked.“Sasha, Olivia is better off with me, trust me. I don't want a situation where my only daughter will get rejected.” Annabel expressed her fear.After she left the country and gave birth to her child, all she wanted was to give the baby the life that she deserved. She wanted to raise her child on her own without giving a damn about what others w
8.“Sir!” She gasped.She turned to look at the elevator but the door had closed. That moment, she knew she was in for it. How was she going to stay in the same elevator with this guy?“Is something wrong?” Roland asked as he noticed her uneasiness.She shook her head without saying a word. Roland found her behavior strange but didn't say anything. Annabel didn't know what to do. Being with him felt like a thousand needles were being pierced into her skin. She would give anything to disappear from there that instant.“Miss Walter?” Roland called.“Yes, sir,” She answered, trying her very best to keep her voice steady. She didn't want him to notice her fear.“Why do you look scared? You look like you weren't expecting to see me here.” He muttered and she sighed.“You're right. I wasn't expecting to see you here…” She trailed off, not knowing what else to say.'What do I do? What do I do?' She questioned herself mentally.Roland couldn't comprehend why she was acting so weird around him
9.Layla rushed after Roland immediately. He was about to close the door but she held it and walked in.“Wait!” She exclaimed when he wanted to drag her out.“What is your problem? What do you want?” He asked in annoyance. He couldn't comprehend why his mother wouldn't let him be. Why was she bent on frustrating his life with things like this? He had told her countless times to quit setting up dates with ladies for him but she wouldn't listen. He wanted no one except that lady!Layla bit her lip and placed her hand on his chest. “Why are you acting like this? We just met. We should at least get to know each other.” She drew invisible circles on his chest.Roland held her hand and yanked it away from his chest. If it was the way he was before, he would have smacked his lips on hers and fucked her senseless, but he wasn't that kind of person anymore. He had changed and the person responsible for that change was who he wanted.“Don't you dare lay your skinny hands on me again. Get out!”