FREDERICK povAs I got to my study room, I picked up my favorite book, "How to win in the sport of business" by Mark Cuban. I had already gotten to the third chapter and figured I should go on with it if I wanted to sign off on the business deal with Giveon Ventures. After reading for one hour, I realized I had not heard Ma Cleopatra's voice after my parents and Ivy had left.I dropped the book and headed downstairs to search for Ma Cleopatra. I found her cleaning up the dishes and moved forward to ask what I was having for dinner.What would you love to eat, Fred? Ma Cleopatra inquired!I wouldn't be having dinner Cleo, I answered after being silent for a while. I figured I should go out to eat, to just clear my head. And going alone would have been a great idea. Having Kiel or Tasha around was inevitably a bad idea. What I needed at the moment was a chance to think and make the right determinations.I walked upstairs to have a quick bath. As I took my bath, a picture of the innocent
Kharis PovIt was almost 4 pm and lots of things had happened in one day… I received a slap and scar for the first time on my face, went for a photo session, almost headed to the grocery store, met the man who stole my heart and met a woman who made me feel less attractive.Anyways, I rushed to the Clintons' mansion to drop off Evans so I could get to the restaurant on time. While on my way, I remembered I didn't go grocery shopping. Sighing, I muttered "another day of torture".Mrs. Clinton had not paid me yet and by the time she must have paid, going grocery shopping would land me in loads of shit.Is everything okay? Evans asked me...I'm sure he must have noticed the frown on my face and heard the constant hissing from my lips.I'm fine baby, I answered the little boy.We approached the mansion and Mrs. Clinton still hadn't gotten back yet!!! How was I supposed to go to the restaurant? I used most of the cash in my purse to buy lunch and pay the cabman. I didn't have enough to get