Chapter 3 - What a Small World it is…

-Eve-

I woke up early the next day to start the first day of my debt-paying days.

My life was supposed to turn to hell yesterday. However, the girl with the clipboard came back to me and, to my surprise, her angry expression was gone. She told me that the investors had decided to let me work for the company as compensation.

I took out that business card and read it again. Dreamweaver Company is one of the top ten companies in the world. I didn't know if the goddess of fate took pity on me and actually wanted to save me.

I am still not sure what kind of work they are going to ask me to do, but as long as I won’t be subjected to human trafficking or be a sex worker it would be okay.

I arrived a few minutes earlier than scheduled and couldn’t help but stand in front of the tallest building in the city. I can’t believe that I get to work for this company. 

The HR personnel received me, “Miss Eve Anderson, from today on, you will be the Executive Assistant to the company’s CEO.

I blinked at her, not believing what I was hearing. I was working for the CEO. 

This wasn’t a punishment at all. It was definitely a reward. It must be the reward for all the good things I have done for over twenty-two years.

“Natalie,” the HR Personnel greeted a woman who seemed to be reaching her maternity due date. 

“Finally, some help,” she said as she placed a hand on her hip and the other on her belly. 

“Is she a fast learner?” Natalie asked the HR Personnel who just turned to look at me. 

“Y-yes,” I replied, both excited and nervous. 

Natalie raised a brow and then smiled at me. 

“Good,” Natalie said. 

“Okay,” I will leave her to you then. 

Natalie didn’t waste any more time and began teaching me everything I needed to know. She said that the CEO had a separate elevator that he used when he didn’t want anyone else to know that he was in the office to work. If he didn’t pass by the reception area but sent a message that he was coming, it just meant that he didn’t want to be disturbed. 

She also gave me specific instructions on what should be prepared on his desk before he arrives. She also taught me where to find and who to contact if he needed any particular documents. 

I never thought that being an Executive Assistant was this hard, but at the same time, I love the challenge. 

Well, until a challenge I didn’t like arrived. 

“Well, well, well,” Stephen, my motherfucking cheating boyfriend said as he entered the double doors. “Who do we have here?” He asked mockingly while my bitch-whore of a bestfriend immediately clinging to him. 

“Mr. and Mrs. Watson,” Natalie said putting her arm in front of me as if she was shielding me from monsters. Well, they are monsters after what they had done to me. 

“Are you the secretary I spoke to?” Stephen said rudely, I wanted to smack his face with the marble pencil holder on Natalie’s table. 

“Yes,” Natalie replied. 

“Well,” Stephen continued as he eyed me. “Obviously, I am not here for you but for your boss. So why don’t you tell him that I have arrived,” he added snickering. 

“Unfortunately for you, he is not here,” I replied as I looked him straight in the eye. 

“You haven’t even entered the room to check and you are telling me he’s not here?” 

“I don’t need to enter an empty room since I had been here and if he did arrive he would pass this area.” 

“Aren’t you being a bitch,” Stella the bitch-whore said.

Every part of me was telling me to teach the bitch-whore a lesson but I can’t lose my internship just because of these assholes. So I stood there, trying my best to keep a calm face. 

“You better check and see if he’s inside so that the big men can talk a parasite like you can keep your job,” this was the side of him that he tried so hard to hide. 

“Or I better call security because you are disturbing our work,” I replied as I put the phone on my ears ready to call security if needed. 

“You’re so obsessed with Stephen,” Stella said mockingly. “You are seriously not over him. But let me tell you this bitch. If you do not get your CEO to have a meeting with us, I guarantee that you won’t work here, or anywhere else.” 

“Me? Obsessed?” I asked smiling, “For that moron? Seriously Stella? At first, I thought that I hated you because you stole something from me but then I realized that I didn’t really have anything that was worth losing because what you took was garbage. You helped me Stella, you helped me by taking my trash.” 

I watched as Stephen almost lost it but was interrupted by the clearing of a throat. 

We all turned to see a man in a suit. 

“The CEO is not available now for a meeting as he is in conference with foreign investors,” he explained in a non-negotiable tone until he added. “But if the Executive Assistant thinks you are worth the time, he would make time. Because the CEO values his people and hates hypocrites and spoiled brats.” 

The man turned and faced me. 

“It’s your decision, Miss Anderson,” he said with a smile, “Do you think these people are worth our CEO’s time?” 

I turned and faced the cheating asshole and bitch whore, as I said with a smile, “No,” I replied with a straight face, “Our CEO would just waste his time.”

I watched as Stephen’s and Stella’s mouths dropped open as the security arrived and ushered them out before they could make any scene. 

For the first time in my life, I felt like something heavy was lifted from my shoulders. I just hope that what I did won’t backfire on me.