Lahat ng Kabanata ng Cold: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Humming a tune known to nobody but herself, yes she was that kind of girl, she focused on the job at hand. Mopping and scrubbing floors had never been her cup of tea growing up. However, she was helpless in the face of destiny, just like we all are.There she was at one of the world's most renowned Hotels; La Vida, down on her knees, scrubbing the tiled floors of the bathroom suite belonging to the Hotel's lavish penthouse.This right here was what other workers in the Hotel considered a dream come true. For what reason, you might wonder. First and foremost, this was the penthouse. The only place in the whole 85 floors of the entire Hotel that never required much cleaning. Just a little dusting, mopping and scrubbing was enough. Now secondly and apparently most importantly to the entire female population of workers, was the fact that Mr Black resided here. By cleaning his penthouse one might be lucky enough to get a glimpse of the mystery man. Their words not Anelia Telford's. In all

"Natie!" Anelia called out to her sister, who was in her bedroom. She moved about the kitchen, as she finished up preparing their supper.   The kitchen was a rather small space that consisted of, well just the basics. If you could call it that. A four-plate stove stood by one corner, just behind the door which led to the dining room. 

With the soft rhythmic music playing on the radio, Anelia rubbed the lavender flavored soap onto her head. She massaged her hair while humming along to the soft tune of a Bruno Mars song playing on the stereo.Mrs Hally had swatted away her concerns, convincing her to take a bath in the guest room. She had once again overruled her decision to get back to work. The woman could not really take no for an answer.And now that Anelia thought about it, she had had an extra gleam in her eyes when she had instructed her to take as much time as she wanted. She had been particularly persuasive. Maybe she was just reading too much into it. Mrs Hally was just being her good-old-natured self.Anelia stepped out of the tub and rummaged through the cabinets in search of a towel. To her utter surprise, there was not a single body towel. Well, that's weird. She filled them up last week and since Mrs Hally didn't really get guests, she had assumed that they would be some towels in the bathroom.How sill

Mrs Hally lifted the small cup in her hand and sipped her tea. She smiled at the prospect of her plan actually working out. Her plan was not fair per se but she was done playing fair where those stubborn grandsons of hers were concerned.  If it meant having Dexter come to her suite under the pretence of having tea, in order to meet Anelia, then so be it.

"Hey, hey," Emma placed her hands on her friend's upper arms and shook her gently. She was quite frankly concerned about her. Anelia was worried about her job and even more, actually keeping it and that could only prove to her that something had happened at La Vida. She just didn't know what and that said a lot. Usually, she was always up to speed with occurrences that unfolded at the Hotel, minor or not. Call her a gossip monger and all but it was a fine truth. She had a talent of staying informed with many ordeals at the Hotel but that wa