"As I drive you back to your guest house, you'll tell me your story," Mr. Gad said, smiling.
Cassandra agreed, she liked him more with each passing moment. A good listener and a good conversationalist. She began. "Got left at the altar... Mother asked me to leave home... Guest house... Job search." Words flowed effortlessly and Mr. Gad kept an attentive gaze with sympathetic nods and empathetic murmurs. "Quite a story," he remarked. Cassandra chuckled. "I know, right?" "Sorry about all that." He said with all sincerity. "Well I'm fnding happiness now... This job is a blessing." She said. Mr. Gad's smiled warmly and nodded and walked her to her door. At the door, he paused and gazed into her eyes, tenderly. Bade her goodnight with a kiss on her forehead. Cassandra's heart skipped at the unexpected gesture. Feelings stirred as she leaned on the door smiling as Mr Gad's footsteps faded. Back at his car, Mr Gad let out a heavy sigh. He was falling for this woman quicker than expected. A phone call disrupted his thoughts, it was his boss. "Hello sir?" He answered "Hi, Gad. Left the office I suppose?" Claus asked. "Yes sir, not too long ago." "Very well then, how's our new girl's first day?" "Excellent. Very efficient. Handles herself well." "Alright. Looking forward to meeting her." "Okay sir. Goodnight." Mr Gad hung up wondering why his boss, hasn't bothered about the personal details of the new employee. He doesn't even know her name and didn't ask for it. Meanwhile, Claus leaned back in his chair, eyes fixed on Tyla as she sauntered into his home office,the scent of cigarette smoke wafting in with her. "Working late again, huh?" Tyla asked, exhaling smoke as she settled into the chair opposite Claus. "Just catching up on some files," Claus replied, his gaze drifting to the burning cigarette. Tyla raised an eyebrow. "You know I hate it when you work late. You need to take care of yourself." Claus smiled wryly. "I'm fine, Tyla. Just making sure everything runs smoothly." Tyla's eyes narrowed. "Is this about the new employee? You said Manager Gad brought someone in." Claus's expression turned thoughtful. "Yes, her name is... actually, I forgot to ask Gad." He chuckled. "I'll find out soon enough when I visit Ryman." Tyla laughed, standing up. "You're so absent-minded sometimes." Claus stood, pulling her close. "Only when I'm distracted by beautiful women." Tyla's eyes sparkled as she wrapped her arms around him. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Claus." Claus grinned, kissing her. "I'm counting on it." The next morning, Cassandra woke up early, feeling refreshed after a good night's sleep. She quickly got dressed and called the office for assistance with moving into her new apartment. "Hello, good morning," she said to the receptionist. "I need help moving into my new apartment. Can someone assist me?" "Of course, Cassandra. We'll send someone over right away," the receptionist replied. Within 30 minutes, a staff member arrived at the guest house to help Cassandra move her belongings to the apartment. She was relieved to see that the apartment was already furnished and clean, with modern amenities. As they drove to the apartment, Cassandra couldn't help but feel grateful for this new start. The apartment complex was located in a quiet neighborhood, close to the office. Upon arrival, Cassandra was pleased to see that the apartment had two bedrooms, a living room, dining area, and a kitchen. The living room, dining, and kitchen would be shared spaces, but the bedrooms were private. "Thankfully, the other person hasn't moved in yet," the staff member said, handing her the keys. "You'll have the place to yourself for a while." Cassandra smiled, feeling a sense of relief. She quickly dropped her bags and changed into a fresh outfit, knowing she'd be late for work. "I'll be running late today," she informed the office via phone. "I'll make up for the lost time." After a quick breakfast she had bought on their way, she headed out the door. "I'll tour the house later," she told herself, locking the door behind her. As she walked to the office, Cassandra felt a sense of excitement and anticipation. This was a new chapter in her life, and she was ready to make the most of it. Upon arriving at the office, she was greeted warmly by her colleagues. She settled into her workstation, feeling more confident with each passing minute. The day flew by quickly, with Cassandra immersed in her work. She took short breaks to familiarize herself with the office layout and introduce herself to her colleagues. As the day drew to a close, she felt exhausted but satisfied. She had made a good start. "Time to go home and explore my new apartment," she thought, packing up her belongings. The apartment, though temporary, felt like a haven, a place to call her own. Cassandra looked forward to unwinding and making it her home. As she walked back to the apartment, she couldn't help but wonder who her future roommate would be. Would they get along? Would they become friends? Only time would tell. For now, she was content with her new space. She giggled as she turned on the lights and began to tour. The apartment located on the first floor, had a private entrance. The front door opened into a small foyer, leading to the living room. Spacious, with large windows allowing natural light, light brown-colored walls, dark wood flooring, and modern furniture. A comfortable sofa, armchair, and coffee table, as well as a flat-screen TV mounted on the wall. Her grin grew large as she entered the dining area adjacent to the living room with a round dining table with four chairs and a pendant light fixture above the table. The kitchen, directly linked with the dining area, was fully equipped with modern appliances (refrigerator, stove, microwave): Granite countertops, wooden cabinets and breakfast bar with two stools. The hallway led to the two bedrooms with a linen closet and laundry area. Cassandra's bedroom, which she didn't take much time to scan earlier contained a queen-sized bed, a dresser and nightstand and a closet with sliding doors. She didn't bother to check out the other bedroom,it probably should be the same as hers. She fell on the bed with exhaustion and gratitude after discarding her clothes. Tomorrow she'd shop for groceries with the little money she had left. But then she was hungry and wondered what to eat for dinner. At the thought of dinner, she smiled as she remembered the previous night. Mr Gad wasn't at the office the whole day, it wasn't in her place to bother but she low-key anticipated seeing him. A heavy knock on the front door, jerked her out of her thoughts. Who was it?. With he heart racing, she tied the knot on her robe and cautiously approached the door. She pressed her eye against the keyhole, peering out. On the other side, she saw a familiar figure holding a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates.Cassandra stepped aside, allowing Manager Gad to enter. His presence filled the room, making her heart flutter."I'm sorry to drop at this time," he said, his eyes locked on hers.Cassandra smiled shyly. "It's okay.""I felt like I needed to see you," Manager Gad continued. "We didn't get a chance to meet at work."Cassandra's cheeks warmed as she took the chocolates from him her eyes lingering on the flowers. "You didn't have to do that," she said, feeling a blush rise to her cheeks.Manager Gad chuckled. "I wanted to welcome you properly to Clearview.Cassandra took them and inhaled their sweet scent. "Thank you. They're beautiful."Manager Gad smiled, his eyes warm. "Not as beautiful as you, Cassandra. You're fitting in wonderfully at work."Their gazes met, and for a moment, Cassandra felt like she was drowning in his kind eyes.They settled in the sofa at the living room and chatted, the hours flew by. Laughter and easy conversation filled the room.At 11 pm, Cassandra glanced at
As Cassandra arrived work the next morning, the receptionist greeted her with a knowing smile. "Someone has been waiting for you, Miss Cassandra."Cassandra's wondered who could be visiting her this early. Curiously she made her way to the waiting area, where she found her sister Mildred sitting, dressed in an outfit that made Cassandra raise an eyebrow.Mildred's blouse was pressed tightly against her chest, accentuating her cleavage. Cassandra's gaze lingered, surprised by her sister's bold choice.As Mildred stood to hug her, Cassandra smiled, trying to play it cool. "Hey, Mil. What brings you here? how did you find where I work.?Mildred's grin sparkled with mischief. "Nothing, just wanted to say hello before heading to the café. Plus I told you about the job opening here remember?"Cassandra's eyes still scanned her sister's outfit, unsure what to make of it. "Okay, thanks for coming. You look... quite stylish today."Mildred chuckled, her eyes glinting with amusement. "This.. Ju
Cassandra stepped out of taxi, her modest gown accentuating her tall frame and petite curves. The soft breeze rustled her dark hair as she smiled, anticipating a lovely visit with her fiancé, Jim. She hadn't seen him all day, and the excitement of their upcoming wedding filled her every waking moment. As she walked toward the office building, she noticed a sleek black sports car parked nearby. The driver, a striking man with piercing blue eyes, watched her. Their gazes met briefly, but Cassandra didn't give it much thought, assuming he was just another employee. She entered the building, passing through the see-through glass door, and approached the receptionist's desk. "Hi, Karen. I'm here to see Jim," Cassandra said, her voice warm and cheerful. Karen, a chubby lady with a round face and curly brown hair, beamed at Cassandra. Her lips mouthed words with exaggerated movement. "Hey, Cass How's the wedding prep going?" Karen asked, her voice dripping with excitement. Cassandra's
Cassandra woke with a start, disoriented, as a heavy knock on the door echoed through her hotel room. Groggily, she sat up, rubbing her eyes. Her eyes widened as she realized it was her wedding day. Panic set in as she threw off the covers only to discover she was naked. Worried,she tried hard to recall the events of the previous night all to no avail. She quickly scrambled for a nightgown."Come in!" she called out as the heavy knock persisted.The door swung open, revealing her sister Mildred, accompanied by a stylist."Good morning, Mrs Heights!" Mildred chimed. "It's your big day!"Cassandra's eyes widened in delight accompanied by an eye to ear grin. The hair stylist began setting up her equipment, oblivious to the tension,whilst Cassandra showered.As Cassandra's hair was styled, she couldn't hide her excitement. "I'm really doing this, Mildred. I'm marrying Jim!"Mildred smiled warmly. "You deserve all the happiness, Cass. Jim is lucky to have you."Cassandra beamed. "I'm luck
The lady removed her hood, revealing a striking face with piercing green eyes. Her identity remained unknown to the stunned crowd.She handed the folder to the minister, who hesitated before accepting it."As you can see," she announced, "Cassandra's infidelity is undeniable."The minister's eyes widened as he scanned the contents. Unclad photos of Cassandra with a masked man in her hotel room bed spread before him. He hastily looked away, his face flushing.Gasps and murmurs erupted throughout the church.Cassandra's eyes widened in horror. "No... this can't be."Mildred rushed to her side. "Cass, what's going on?"Cassandra grasped Mildred's arm. "How... how did this happen?"Tears streamed down Cassandra's face as she collapsed to the ground.Jim's expression transformed from shock to disgust as he gazed at the photos. His mind struggled to reconcile the woman he thought he knew with the one in the pictures.How could Cassandra betray him like this?He recalled their laughter, thei
The taxi pulled into the crumbling parking lot of the Dream Guest House, a faded sign creaking in the wind."This is it," Mildred said, her voice laced with apology. "It's not the Ritz, but it's affordable."Cassandra nodded, her eyes scanning the surroundings. That's when she saw it - the same car that Mildred had spotted tailing them."Mildred, look," Cassandra whispered, her heart racing.Mildred's gaze followed Cassandra's. "Let's not jump to conclusions. It's probably a coincidence."Cassandra's unease lingered, but she shook it off. They needed rest.Inside, the guest house was dingy but clean. The proprietor, a gruff old man, handed them a key."Room 22. No visitors after 10 PM."As they settled in, Mildred stayed a little longer before leaving Cassandra lost in thought.Meanwhile, across town, Claus sat in his sleek living room, nursing a whiskey.Tyla, his girlfriend, curled up beside him, noticed his distant gaze."Hey, what's wrong?" Tyla asked, her voice soft.Claus's exp
Cassandra's eyes narrowed at the speaker, the man at Jim's office. "Claus," Mr. Jake said, his tone neutral. "What seems to be the issue?" Claus stepped forward. "An unfaithful woman isn't capable of handling a good job," Claus declared. Cassandra's face burned. "How dare you!" she protested silently. Mr. Jake raised a hand. "Cassandra. Please, leave." His calm demeanor belied the dismissal. Fuming, Cassandra gathered her belongings. "This isn't over," she whispered to Claus. As she exited, Claus's smirk followed her. Outside, Cassandra seethed. Who was this Claus? Wasn't he just a colleague of Jim's? What was he doing here, alongside the CEO? Questions swirled. Back in the office, Claus turned to Mr. Jake. "Sorry, Jake. I couldn't help it," Claus said. Mr. Jake's expression remained neutral. "Explain, Claus." Claus leaned in. "That woman's trouble. She'll bring ruin to your company." Mr. Jake raised an eyebrow. "Ruin?" Claus nodded. "I have reasons. Trust me." M
Cassandra returned to the guest house, disappointment weighing her down. She had lost a great job she got within a day. She knew she wasn't emotionally ready to work but she had to. As she walked in the manager, intercepted her. "Miss, we need to discuss changes in our pricing. Starting next week, room rates increase by 20%." Cassandra nodded, concern all over her face. She hurried to her room, calculations racing in her mind. She checked her funds. The price hike would cover less than two weeks' accommodation. Food expenses would drain her remaining resources. Panic crept in. A job was no longer a want; it was a necessity. Cassandra slumped onto the bed, her phone beckoned. She dialed Mildred's number. "Mildred, I really need a job." "But you said Crepe marketing gave you a good offer, so?" "I lost it...i lost it Mil. I lost focus." Cassandra replied. "Oh no! But they would have given you more time to see if it's just a day's thing." "You don't understand Mil, data comp
As Cassandra arrived work the next morning, the receptionist greeted her with a knowing smile. "Someone has been waiting for you, Miss Cassandra."Cassandra's wondered who could be visiting her this early. Curiously she made her way to the waiting area, where she found her sister Mildred sitting, dressed in an outfit that made Cassandra raise an eyebrow.Mildred's blouse was pressed tightly against her chest, accentuating her cleavage. Cassandra's gaze lingered, surprised by her sister's bold choice.As Mildred stood to hug her, Cassandra smiled, trying to play it cool. "Hey, Mil. What brings you here? how did you find where I work.?Mildred's grin sparkled with mischief. "Nothing, just wanted to say hello before heading to the café. Plus I told you about the job opening here remember?"Cassandra's eyes still scanned her sister's outfit, unsure what to make of it. "Okay, thanks for coming. You look... quite stylish today."Mildred chuckled, her eyes glinting with amusement. "This.. Ju
Cassandra stepped aside, allowing Manager Gad to enter. His presence filled the room, making her heart flutter."I'm sorry to drop at this time," he said, his eyes locked on hers.Cassandra smiled shyly. "It's okay.""I felt like I needed to see you," Manager Gad continued. "We didn't get a chance to meet at work."Cassandra's cheeks warmed as she took the chocolates from him her eyes lingering on the flowers. "You didn't have to do that," she said, feeling a blush rise to her cheeks.Manager Gad chuckled. "I wanted to welcome you properly to Clearview.Cassandra took them and inhaled their sweet scent. "Thank you. They're beautiful."Manager Gad smiled, his eyes warm. "Not as beautiful as you, Cassandra. You're fitting in wonderfully at work."Their gazes met, and for a moment, Cassandra felt like she was drowning in his kind eyes.They settled in the sofa at the living room and chatted, the hours flew by. Laughter and easy conversation filled the room.At 11 pm, Cassandra glanced at
"As I drive you back to your guest house, you'll tell me your story," Mr. Gad said, smiling.Cassandra agreed, she liked him more with each passing moment. A good listener and a good conversationalist.She began."Got left at the altar... Mother asked me to leave home... Guest house... Job search."Words flowed effortlessly and Mr. Gad kept an attentive gaze with sympathetic nods and empathetic murmurs."Quite a story," he remarked.Cassandra chuckled."I know, right?""Sorry about all that." He said with all sincerity."Well I'm fnding happiness now... This job is a blessing." She said.Mr. Gad's smiled warmly and nodded and walked her to her door.At the door, he paused and gazed into her eyes, tenderly. Bade her goodnight with a kiss on her forehead.Cassandra's heart skipped at the unexpected gesture. Feelings stirred as she leaned on the door smiling as Mr Gad's footsteps faded.Back at his car, Mr Gad let out a heavy sigh. He was falling for this woman quicker than expected. A p
Cassandra's gaze lingered on the clutch."You said you dropped it at a thrift store?" she asked.Mildred's response flowed smoothly."Yes, Cass, but I felt the need to pick it up when coming here since you called and asked about it. Thankfully, it hadn't been sold yet, and the store was still open.""Ouh, I see." Cassandra replied.Mildred swiftly changed the subject."Food?" she asked, opening the bag.Cassandra declined."No, thank you. I've lost my appetite."Mildred's departure brought relief and Cassandra's eyes closed, quickly sleep claimed her.The next morning, Cassandra rose and said a quick prayer."Hoping I won't mess up this job opportunity."Determined, she dressed quickly. She wore a pencil knee-length red dress adorned with little blue flower prints.Her feet were clad in a black stiletto with minimal height for comfort, styled her hair in a messy yet cute bun and dapped a light red lipstick, exuding understated elegance.She looked herself in the mirror and smiled, wit
Cassandra's fingers trembled with excitement as she dialed Mildred's number.Mildred picked up quickly, but her voice sounded strained."Hey, Cass" Mildred tried to sound cheerful but Cassandra didn't notice."I got the job!" Cassandra exclaimed.Mildred's breathing was labored. "Oh!" She replied, attempting enthusiasm.But Cassandra detected a hint of distraction. "Is everything okay?" Cassandra asked.Mildred hesitated. "Yes!" she replied hastily.But Cassandra heard a male voice whisper in the background."Who?" the voice asked causing Cassandra's curiosity to heighten."Mildred, is everything alright?" She pressed.Mildred quickly hung up causing Cassandra's brow to furrow.Unknown to Cassandra, Mildred and Jim's passion ignited. Naked, entwined, their lips locked.After the hasty hang-up, guilt crept."We shouldn't be doing this," Jim said but Mildred's fingers danced."I haven't officially broken up with your sister yet."Mildred's touch electrified."You told her to stay away,"
Claus stood frozen,an empty office stared back at him. Disappointment flashed to irritation. He swiftly returned to the reception area, Emma who was having a chat with the receptionist,looked up. "What's going on, Emma?" Claus demanded, his tone sharp. "You told me the lady was ready. I walk in, and the office is empty." Emma's eyes widened in apology. "I'm so sorry, sir. There's been a misunderstanding." Claus's impatience grew. "What kind of misunderstanding?" "The lady is actually in the conference room, not one of the offices," Emma explained. Claus's quick temper flared. "Get Manager Gad to conduct the interview." Emma's eyebrows rose. "Sir, I thought—" "Now, Emma," Claus interrupted, his voice firm. With a nod, Emma hastily picked up the phone. Claus turned to leave, his mood soured. "I've lost interest in conducting this interview," he said over his shoulder. Emma watched him go with concern. An enigma is a perfect description of her boss. Cassandra check
Claus slammed his fist on his penthouse counter, frustration boiling over."Tyla, I told you I'd send the money as soon as I can," he said, his voice firm.Tyla's eyes flashed, her voice sharp. "You've been saying that for weeks. I need it now."Claus sighed. "My Ryman and Clearview enterprises are facing financial issues. Be patient."Tyla crossed her arms. "You have money in your personal account. Don't lie to me."Claus's jaw clenched. "My money isn't for reckless spending."Tyla's laughter was icy. "You're shallow-minded to think my spending your money is reckless."The phrase "shallow-minded" struck a chord. Cassandra had said the same thing.Claus's anger erupted. He stormed out of the penthouse, leaving Tyla behind. He drove aimlessly, trying to clear his head. The city blurred together until he found himself at a serene pond.Claus parked, hesitant to leave the comfort of his car. The pond's tranquility drew him in. Benches surrounded the pond, most occupied by couples or fami
"Jim, what's wrong?" Cassandra pressed, her voice laced with concern.Jim's eyes darted to Mildred's, then back to Cassandra's. "I just think it's best if you... and Mildred... stay away from me."Cassandra's brow furrowed. "But you said it was about Mildred's behavior and yours."Jim's jaw clenched. "I know, I... I meant what I said."Mildred's leg continued its subtle manipulation under the table, fueling Jim's inner turmoil."Stay away from you?" Cassandra repeated, confusion etched on her face. "What's going on, Jim?"Jim's hands fisted beneath the table, fighting the desire sparked by Mildred's touch.Cassandra's eyes flashed with anger. "This is between you and me. You left me at the altar without hearing me out."Jim's gaze dropped and Mildred shifted uncomfortably, her leg withdrawing from its subtle manipulation."Besides, I haven't bothered you since that day," Cassandra continued, her voice rising. "Explain yourself."Jim's eyes met Cassandra's, "Mildred's been... embarras
Cassandra returned to the guest house, disappointment weighing her down. She had lost a great job she got within a day. She knew she wasn't emotionally ready to work but she had to. As she walked in the manager, intercepted her. "Miss, we need to discuss changes in our pricing. Starting next week, room rates increase by 20%." Cassandra nodded, concern all over her face. She hurried to her room, calculations racing in her mind. She checked her funds. The price hike would cover less than two weeks' accommodation. Food expenses would drain her remaining resources. Panic crept in. A job was no longer a want; it was a necessity. Cassandra slumped onto the bed, her phone beckoned. She dialed Mildred's number. "Mildred, I really need a job." "But you said Crepe marketing gave you a good offer, so?" "I lost it...i lost it Mil. I lost focus." Cassandra replied. "Oh no! But they would have given you more time to see if it's just a day's thing." "You don't understand Mil, data comp