"Hello, Temisa. Why are you calling me this morning?" Anita asked, pulling her legs closer again."Morning! How? Didn't you check the time, or are you just waking up from sleep this afternoon?" Temisa asked back."No, I am in my room, though I am copying down something," Anita responded."What's that? You don't seem to sound happy. Tell me, what's the problem?" Temisa asked again."Nothing serious, just that my father finally apologized to me today for all those humiliating years," Anita said."What! You aren't joking about this, right?" Temisa asked."No, why should I lie to you? I'm sober right now because of it, and he just left my room not too long ago. Although I told my mom and the rest of them this morning that I finally got a job, they're all happy about it," Anita said."Why wouldn't they be happy? At least a new savior in the family," Temisa whined."Temisa!" Anita slowly called her name."What! Or did I lie? Anyway, you know I usually don’t complain to you about my family to
"You never told me you have an adopted sister?" Anita asked as Temisa drove the car out of their street and onto the main road."I don't like discussing her; that's why," Temisa replied, keeping her gaze focused on the road."Hmph, is that well?" Anita sighed."No, it can never be well with her. I don't like her, and that's the main truth," Temisa replied as she navigated towards a shopping plaza. "Why, if I may ask? I know you don't want to discuss it, but you must have a main reason for hating her," Anita asked, but Temisa pulled to a stop, matching the car's brake and ignoring Anita's question as she unlocked her seat belt and removed her car key."We're here; let's check with this boutique shop first to see if they have any oversized outfits or suits that will be comfortable for me," Temisa said."But that doesn't answer my question," Anita replied as she unhooked her seat belt and stepped down. Just as Temisa had already stepped out, automatically locking the car doors and heading
Anita smiled and turned to face her mother after staring at the mirror one more time. She loved the brown design and color of the oversized loose gown that Temisa bought for her; it actually fit her length but was a bit loose."Where are you wearing this to?" Mrs. Tonia inquired, her face twisting in irritation."To work, Mom. Didn't you hear what my father said this morning? Anyway, the company requested that all their female workers, both old and new, wear oversized clothes, and that's exactly what I'm doing—testing the clothes," Anita smiled."Oversized clothes? No, I never heard that. Are you sure, or are you lying to me so no man will ask you out?" Mrs. Tonia asked, and Anita burst out laughing."Mom!" Anita replied, laughing uncontrollably. "Why should I dress shabbily just because I don't want a guy to ask me out? Seriously, Mom, that's the new CEO's orders, from what I heard and read on their company's page on social media.""It's a lie; I don't believe you." Mrs. Tonia could n
"Stop it, Anita. What nonsense about a mother-in-law are you talking about? I don't think I am even going to accept the marriage proposal anymore. Imagine that I am trying to fit into the company's requirements; now I will have to fit into his mother's requirements too. What for?" Temisa questioned, and Anita swallowed."I don't know. Maybe that's how their family wants it," Anita responded calmly, seeing that Temisa was already upset and flaring up."I don't care what their family wants. I cannot go into depression because of marriage. When I see him and he asks me out, I will plainly tell him I am not interested, and that settles all this rubbish," Temisa fumed."Is that okay, girlfriend? You don't need to be angry about him. Besides, you're not even sure if he's the one who wants the marriage or if it's his parents. My mom says he's probably a jealous person and doesn't like women looking overly attractive to prevent admirers.""Hmph, I'm just waiting for Monday to arrive. He's not
Temisa doesn't turn to face her brother either, as she has always known he will blame her first."Here's your food, and please eat it. We love you and want the best for you, okay? Goodnight," Martin says to her. He walks out of her room, closing the door, and Temisa walks over to open the food to check it.Seeing it is another meal, not the one she half-chopped, she grits her teeth and decides to eat it first as she is very hungry.She carries the food, walks back to her bed, sits on it, and starts eating.Martin walks out of Temisa's room and meets Felicia, still standing behind the door."You're still here?" Martin asks her, and Felicia doesn't look up at his face as she responds, "I just want to be sure she's alright."Martin takes a closer step towards Felicia while she shifts backward, wanting to keep a distance between them, and she collides with the wall behind her. This makes Martin smile, and he walks away, going back to his room."She's fine, Felicia; go to your room and slee
As they get up to the third floor, most of the staff working there are already in their open glass offices. Anita admires the beautiful setting of the offices in open view.She follows the security guard until he stops in front of another glass office, where she sees some of the female staff staring at her, probably wondering if she's a client.The security guard steps into the glass office first, and she assumes the young man standing is Joel Gregory, whom she was asked to see."Sir, she's here to see you," the security guard informs Joel, who's dusting his seat and wanting to settle down as he just arrived."Name?" Joel asks the security guard."Your name, ma'am?" the security guard throws the question to Anita, who was previously staring around."Anita Baker," Anita replies."Oh! And you're?" Joel asks, feeling a bit familiar with her name."May I come in?" Anita asks him."Of course, come in." Joel offers her a faint smile as he finally settles down in his seat and gestures to her,
"Good morning, Raymond," Margret greets him in a seductive voice as she walks in, and Raymond turns to stare at her."One more report about you, and you're fired!" he says to Margret and walks away, not responding to her greeting.Margret grits her teeth, and her eyes meet Anita's, who is settling into her new seat across from her, as they're to share a single desk.Margret glances backward at Bambam Davis's office, where Bambam has a cute smile on her face and winks at Margret, even though she's busy attending to a client. Bambam knows Margret hates to see any beautiful lady since Margret is the fairest on the third floor and closest to their boss.Bambam also likes their boss, but the jealous man isn't even noticing her presence. Margret is the only one who has a chance to get closer to him and his assistant, Brown.Bambam is surprised Joel has gotten an assistant for Margret, as they all assume the new boss hates women due to his cold and unfulfilling nature.Margret finally walks b
Time for lunch. Anita hears the company's alarm buzzer go off, and she stares at Margret, who has been busy doing all the work alone without requesting her help."Sorry, but what's that sound about?" Anita asks Margret as she sees a few staff and other male workers on the third floor coming out of their glass offices and walking to the elevator.Margret ignores her as if she didn't hear her speak."Hello?" Anita asks again with a slight frown."Can't you see I'm busy?!" Margret replies coldly, and Anita shakes her head and looks downward.Margret finally murmurs and stands up to go out and eat, as she's very hungry, without giving Anita any response.Anita sighs after Margret leaves her, and she continues to sit even as most of the staff on the third floor exit, heading to the elevator that takes them down. She wonders if this is probably their break time, and just then Joel walks up to her."Hi, pretty," Joel says as he pushes the office door open and peeks in."Aren't you going downs