chapter 2 i will arrange for the money

My face was burning red when I left the TZ company. My pulse was racing, my heart pounding in anger. How dare he insults me like that? I didn't go there with a marriage proposal, but I wanted to work in his company. I've never met such a disgusting person in my whole life, and I was definitely going to make him pay for what he did to me. I was going to do anything in my power to work in that company and see if a woman could survive working there.

I decided to visit my brother at the hospital. Talking to him helped me calm down a lot. I stopped a taxi, got inside, and the driver drove off.

The driver stopped the car in front of the hospital. I exited the taxi after paying for the ride. I entered the hospital and signed my name in, at the receptionist's desk before heading to my brother's ward. When I arrived, I found him sitting on the bed, looking pale and thin. My heart aches every time I see him in this state, and my hatred for my father increases. It was all because of him that my brother was in this condition. "Michael," I called with a smile as I sat on the chair next to the bed.

"Hey sister," he greeted me warmly when he saw me. "Why do you look so sad?"

I forced a small smile and looked at my brother. "Me and looking sad, that's never. Don't worry about me," I said, trying to hide my tears. How could I not cry watching my brother suffer so much? I wished I could take away his pain, but I couldn't, and that pain hurt me the most.

"Sister, don't worry about me. I will try to be strong. I know that you want to get me out of here and I will patiently wait for you, sister," my brother said with tears in his eyes. "I don't want to die yet, sister. Please do something... Please."

I couldn't hold back my tears any longer. It broke my heart to see my baby brother in this state. It wasn't fair. He was still so young. How could a 16-year-old boy die just like that because of his father, who couldn't control his penis? "Michael, calm down, brother. I will do everything to make sure that this surgery takes place, okay? I will arrange for the money," I assured him.

Michael's eyes twinkled with happiness and hope. "Thank you, sister. Now that you have given me hope, I will try to be strong."

I smiled when I saw my brother's mood lightening, "I know that my brother is very strong. Now it's time for you to rest. What would you like to eat tomorrow?" I asked him.

"I will eat the food that is provided by the hospital. You don't have to worry about food. Just save money for my surgery and money for rent, okay?" Michael said. That's what I loved about him. He was so understanding and he did not put so much pressure on me.

"Okay, I'm going now. Take a good rest." I kissed him on the cheeks and left.

Tarzan's POV

My pulse raced and my heart pounded, my body quivering with anger. For the first time, a woman had dared to enter my company. How dare she! I angrily grabbed my phone and dialed the receptionist's number.

"Come to my office right now," I barked.

In no time, the receptionist came running into my office.

"Sir, I'm really sorry for what I did. I didn't mean to. Please forgive me," the receptionist said.

I glared at him angrily. "You are fired. Leave right now. You couldn't take care of such a simple task. I'm sure you don't do your job properly," I barked at him. He did not try to argue with me any further and left my office. As soon as he left, Daze entered my office.

"What's going on, man? I could hear you yelling from my office," he asked, raising his eyebrows.

I sighed, trying to control my anger. "A man came here to apply for a job and the receptionist sent him to my office," I told him. "Didn't I make everything clear that I don't want any women working here? He decided to go against my words and do what was in his own head, and I fired him."

Daze walked towards me and sat on the chair in front of me. "Tazern, are you seriously going to continue with these silly rules of yours?" he asked me. I glared at him, but he continued without caring. "There are lots of mothers out there who aren't able to feed their children because jobs are hard to find these days. They are starving to death because they are not working. Why don't you understand that not all women are the same? Just like your mother was a gold digger, there are men who are also unfaithful to their wives. Will you chase them out of your company as well? Grow up, Tazern, and stop behaving like a child." Daze said. He rose from the chair and left my office.

My chin quivers and I can feel a thickness in my throat. Is this guilt that I'm feeling right now? I don't know what I'm feeling at the moment. And it's all because of my mother. She's turned me into a person I don't recognize or understand. At age 30, I could have been married like my peers, but I'm still single because I now despise all women, thinking that they're all the same. Deep down, I know that what Daze said was true, but I can't let go of the hatred inside of me.

Feeling frustrated, I decide to leave the company. Everyone watches me as I go, and I head to the park. From there, I drive off to the bar to drink and find someone to have sex with. I hate women, but that doesn't mean I hate sex. I know that at the bar, I can find a prostitute who will give me what I want. Of course, she'll get what she wants too: money. And that's the end of the story. No feelings attached.