Two weeks passed. Alice lost her house because she couldn't pay Francis' debt. The man just left. Now Alice rents a shabby room on the edge of Widney. There was only enough money to pay the rent in a place like this. The place is a slum with lots of rodents, and the place is damp.
Alice seemed to have lost her way because she had lost everything in one go. Alice is jobless, left by Francis, and now her house is being confiscated by the bank. If Alice can't pay off all the debts in the bank, then the house will be auctioned off. "What should I do now?" murmured Alice. He could only cry. Since her parents died, Alice has lived with her grandmother, Brenda Johnson. But her grandmother also died a year ago of cancer. Really, Alice's life was a real dilemma. When she was sad, suddenly, her image of Victor appeared. The man who had harassed her at the hotel. The man is also the owner of the giant Victoria Company. Nobody doesn't know what made Alice have to imagine Victor's face. "What am I thinking? Why do I think about him?" Alice thought. At that moment, her phone rang. An incoming notification. There's an email from Victoria Company. Alice was utterly shocked at what she had just seen. She quickly opened her phone and checked her email. "Another interview?" murmured Alice. "Haven't they rejected me already? What the hell is this? They think I want to come back..." Alice's mouth stopped when she saw the offer of numbers in the email. "5000$?" Alice widened her eyes. "Seriously?" Alice returned to paying more attention to the email. She thought she had seen the numbers wrong. But it was 5000$ , a count she had never seen in her life. Alice became indecisive. That amount was offered to her. What for? What kind of job would the Victoria Company give her as a high school graduate? Wait, does this have anything to do with Victor? What does this have to do with that night at the hotel? Alice hesitated. She didn't want to see Victor again. The guy was scary and also too cheeky, but 5000 $ was a lot of numbers. She could pay off Francis' debt and get her house back. **** Alice was standing in front of an old-fashioned mansion. The house has a very, very high gate. Weird, yes. She got a job interview from the Victoria Company but not in the company building. However, at another address, and that is this house. "What is this?" murmured Alice. The girl was confused about entering the big house because she couldn't find the bell. "Excuse me! Excuse me!" cried Alice. The girl was surprised when suddenly the gate opened by itself. Even though there was no one. But maybe this house uses technology to open the gate without using human power. Alice didn't see anyone greeting her. She wasn't sure there was anyone in this house. She hesitated to enter or not, but she wanted 5000$. "For 5000$!" Alice encouraged herself. The girl dared to step inside. As soon as he entered and walked a few steps, the gate closed again. Alice really didn't see anyone. There is only her. She was surprised too. How can a house this big feel so lonely? Alice walked towards the mansion's building. This house is absolutely stunning. The design is genuinely medieval but very luxurious. "Why would anyone want to own a house like this?" Alice thought. A handsome man wearing a maid's uniform suddenly stood before Alice. Alice was absolutely sure that she heard nothing but the wind. She was surprised at the man's appearance. "How can you be here suddenly?" she asked. "I've been here all along, Miss. Maybe you just didn't see me," the man replied. Alice couldn't believe it. "I swear I didn't see you..." "Welcome to Mr. Victor George residence. I have been ordered by him to welcome you. Please come in. But before that, I warn you not to be too noisy. The residents of this place like quiet" said the man. Alice felt strange about the maid's attitude. But he didn't want to be intimidated. She came for 5000$. Anything has to be done for money. The man was about to open the door but turned towards Alice. "By the way. My name is Charlie. What's your name, Miss," Charlie asked. "Alice," the girl answered, exhaling, so Charlie closed his eyes. "Smell is good," Charlie said as he opened the door for Alice. Alice walked after Charlie's pace, which was too fast. As he walked, the man looked very slow, but Alice was always behind. "Can you walk more slowly?" she asked. The girl jogged to catch up to Charlie. "I am sorry, Miss. I forgot," Charlie answered without looking at Alice. He walked more slowly until they came to a room large enough but with minimal lighting. The room was too dark, for it was only eleven o'clock in the afternoon. "Mr. Victor. Your guest is coming," Charlie said. "Let her in. You leave us," said Victor from inside the room. Charlie invited Alice in. The girl hesitated at first. She was afraid that Victor would do something reckless like some time ago. But Alice needed money. "Please," Charlie said with a smile. His smile was weird. It's more scary than friendly. Ana entered the room. Charlie immediately closed the door to the room until Alice was confused. She was afraid of Victor. She was afraid of the handsome and mysterious man. "You don't have to worry. I won't do anything to you," said Victor. Alice noticed that her face still looked pale even though there was only a light that wasn't too bright. "I wonder why you emailed the interview. Do you want to play a trick on me, Sir?" Alice spoke up. The girl wanted to get to the heart of the matter. Victor was sitting on a sofa made of soft red velvet. He looked at her with his usual gaze. Cold and intimidating. "Sit down, please. You are my guest. I must treat you well," said Victor. Alice also sat on one of the luxurious sofas in Alice's room, ensuring she was sitting far from Victor. She still couldn't believe the man. "Sir, you want to interview me? Doesn't your company want a high school diploma?" said Alice. Victor didn't answer right away. The man smiled sarcastically. "I don't want your diploma, but I want your body," said Victor.Natasha immediately wiped her face. She didn't want her boss to know about this. She didn't even know why she suddenly started crying."No, um. I got something in my eye. I think the weather is bad. My eyes are dehydrated."Anastasia quickly returned to the front. Customers were waiting to order coffee. Robert noticed Natasha's behavior. Even though she didn't say anything, he felt that Natasha was hiding something."Well, at least she's still professional," Robert muttered.***Christian stared at the cup of coffee on his desk. His gaze didn't move an inch. The coffee, which had been hot, instantly cooled because it was being stared at."You want some coffee, Chris?" Jonas said."Hmm..." Christian muttered.Jonas was confused because Christian had been staring at the coffee for some time. He said a few things about work, but Christian only responded with a serious muttering. Jonas checked the time. There was no movement at all."Is something wrong?" Jonas asked.Christian looked up,
This morning Christian woke up very early. He and Jonas jogged before leaving for the office. Christian glanced at Jonas several times. He still feels bad because his parents plan to set him up with Ana."Jonas, you want us to take a vacation?" asked Christian trying to open the conversation. "To be honest, I'm getting tired."They ran side by side so they could chat."You have much work to do. Did you forget? That this week you have a meeting with investors," Jonas said without expression, and his tone was even."Let my father meet them. I want to take a trip overseas. We can go up North. I hear the girls there are hot and attractive," Christian says.Jonas suddenly stopped. He looked at Christia. His facial expression looks annoyed."What?" asked Christian, afraid of his friend's expression."You're getting engaged to Ana. Why are you still thinking about other women?" Jonas looks annoyed. Very annoyed.Christian shakes his head. "I'm not going to do it," Christian replied, tapping
Christian sits in the dining room with the guests. Anastasia was busy talking to Linda and Alan. Meanwhile, Tina and Peter were also busy praising Christian to his parents.Christian is not calm here. He is concerned with his best friend and assistant, Jonas. Occasionally Christian looks at Anastasia or Ana, as she is usually called. Ana is beautiful. She is a smart girl from a fairly well-off family. Christian doesn't understand why his parents set him up with Ana. All of this is too sudden. Christian never even thought of Ana as a woman."Chris, why have you been silent all this time? Is something wrong?" asked Tina, Ana's mother.Christian would love to say that he has no feelings for Ana. Instead, he wanted to set Ana up with Jonas because he knew that Jonas had had a crush on Ana for a long time. Even though Jonas never said anything. Christian knows very well that Jonas' attitude is different every time he is with Ana."Oh, I'm just a little unwell. I just got back from the hosp
"I just wanted to thank someone, Mom. Is that wrong?" Natasha asked. Her face changed, not as cheerful as before. Her eyes suddenly dimmed.Marry approached Natasha. She then turned off the stove because the water was already boiling. Natasha looked at Marry, the woman she now called 'Mom.' The woman who saved her life for the past five years."Change your clothes. I will make tea for your guest," said Marry.Natasha was silent for a moment. She sighed as if feeling very tired today. She then rushed to the room like Marry wanted.While Natasha was changing clothes, Mary brought tea and snacks to the living room. When she saw a handsome young man sitting in the living room of her house, Marry was stunned. Natasha never invites anyone to come to this house. This is a rare thing to happen.Looking at the photos, Jonas was surprised when he saw a middle-aged woman coming with tea and snacks. He immediately stood up."No need. Please sit down. I just want to know my daughter's guests," Marr
Christian is still in that position. The position where he was on top of Natasha's body. Staring at the girl's face with his heart beating increasingly erratic. He wanted to get up, but his chest felt very strange."Ah!" Christian squealed, clutching his right chest.Doctor Nick Brown watches as Christian groans. He immediately helped Christian quickly get up. Christian sat down while Natasha was still on the bed. Now she felt something strange. It was clear that Phillips was here, but this man made her feel the presence of Philips, who had been dead for five years.Natasha's tears welled up. She didn't understand what this feeling was. She looked at Christian, who was being comforted by Doctor Nick. The man turned out to be a patient.Natasha got up too. She stares at Christian's face. It's weird. She wasn't wearing this man, but why did she feel something so familiar?"Tell me who are you?" she asked. This time it was in question.Christian turns to Natasha. He's calmer now, likewise
The Doctor's door suddenly opened. Christian looks, sticking his head out."Hey, you. Come in," Christian says.Immediately Jonas stood up. He steps into the room, but Christian blocks him from entering. "Not you, but that women," Christian says.Natasha turns when Christian points at her. "Me? What's wrong with me?" she asked."Just come in," Christian orders. Yes, orders. Because Cristian was never taught how to ask for help.Jonas turned. He looked at Natasha, hoping she would do what Christian said."We'll get this over soon, Miss. I promise you, we won't be bothered again after today," Jonas said.Natasha stares harshly at Christian. Her eyes narrowed in disbelief. How could she distrust a man who kissed her for no reason? Natasha is not a slut. She had no reason to be happy about being treated like this, even though Christian was rich."Alright." Natasha also relented. "I'm going in." She then stood up and walked into the Doctor's office.Jonas wants to go in too, but again Chris