Level 48, Group President Office. When the lift door opened, Melainy saw a breathtaking view. The whole Marina Bay is in front of her - MBS, Art Science Museum, and the Singapore Eye…She had been doing an internship in Vaxo Group for 6 months while working on her double degree program, oh and, she took on a part-time job as a math tutor during the weekends. Her internship supervisor was a known workaholic who threw her into multiple projects that even a full-time associate would find challenging. No wonder she had never come to this side of the Vaxo Group building and enjoyed such a view. But she managed to get awarded as the “Vaxo Star Intern”. It was widespread that the “Vaxo Star Intern” would get something amazing - not just a return offer. Rumour said that previous interns used to get 5-day-4-nights stay package at Maldives, or a winter onsen trip to Hokaiido, or one month free stay at Ritz Calton. As Melainy walked towards the mysterious group president office, she wondered w
Melainy received a message from Vincent after lunch. He is so old school, she thought. He typed each punctuation correctly in the text message and does not use any emoji. They met in Orchard Road and headed to Paragon shopping center because “a friend told me the stores there are quite nice.” “And expensive.” She added. “Just take it as my ‘thank you’ gift for sending me to hospital, Miss Pay.” He smiled gently, his eyes genuine and sincere. He took her to a few luxury brand stores, and eventually decided on a sand color off shoulder dress with tank top straps. The straps and should design outlined her shoulder beautifully. Staring at herself in the mirror, Melainy didn’t know where to put her hands. Someone put her hair down, now her black hair covered her shoulder, making her look more mysterious yet even more attractive. It was Vincent. He gazed into the elegant but shy young girl in the mirror and murmured, “Let’s get you a pair of high heels.” Before she even noticed, Vi
Melainy waited at the lobby of the high end service apartment. She did not dress up - just her normal university student look - white T shirt and denim shorts. She looked simple but confident, while women walking inside and out are usually dressed exquisitely, as if the lobby is the high fashion runway. It’s hard to ignore her though, as her eyes are bright and crystal, and her skin naturally glowing. Vincent did not make her wait for long. He wore a white polo t-shirt from Burberry, with beige bermuda shorts from Tommy Hilfiger. He looks healthy and elegant. The white color top matches Melainy’s. You would almost mistake them as a couple. As they walked out of the service apartment, Vincent asked, “So where do you plan to bring me to? ”“Why don’t you make a guess?” Melainy walked slightly ahead of him, towards the MRT station. “Marina Bay Sands? Or…Sentosa?”“That’s all you know about Singapore?”“Of course not. I also know the Merlion statue.” Melainy stopped and looked at him,
“I saw your email, and then immediately changed to an earlier flight back to Singapore.” Bryan, the partner of S&T Law Firm, grumbled while lying on the sofa of Vincent’s home, still in the Balinese batik shirt, “Why such a change on the contract?”Vincent handed him a glass of wine, “Could you please calm down first?”“I am calm and sober and rational. As your friend and your lawyer, I need to understand why you suddenly want to modify the contract last minute before sending it out. Have you heard of such stories? A billionaire suddenly requests to change the main beneficiary of his will to his female care worker…bloody hell, something must be going on.” Bryan finished the wine and put the glass on the coffee table. Vincent picked up the wine glass and put it in the sink of his open kitchen, “I think I found the right person…but sending her the original contract might just freak her out.”“You found your Miss Right?” Bryan giggled as he sat up, “Just joking. If she may freak out aft
It started to rain heavily just when Melainy reached Vincent’s home. After signing the contract, Melainy stood up and looked out from the french windows of Vincent’s apartment. It’s on the 22nd floor between Tanjong Pagar and Outram Park, facing the red clay tiled roofs of the heritage shophouses. “When do you want to do the registration?”“When are you going to graduate? I guess we can do it after your graduation.” “In three month’s time.Yes, registration after graduation sounds like a good idea.”“Before that…we should act as a couple in love…” Vincent hesitated for a second, but continued, “Would you like to move in?”Melainy gave it a thought and nodded slightly. She doesn’t have much experience with love relationships. From the books she’s read or the TV dramas she’s watched, she guessed that co-living with the “boyfriend/fiance” is natural evidence to show that a couple is in love. So she would finally move away from Grandma Pay’s room. When Grandma Pay insisted that her youn
The next day, Melainy received an email from Vaxo Group confirming her full-time return offer. As expected, she got selected into the “Management Associate Programme”, which consisted of 4 rotations and then straight after she would be promoted to assistant manager. She liked the salary too, 50% higher than the average in her cohort. Really a goodbye to her old days. Now she had a bit of savings from the part-time job, her internship, and the “salary” from Vincent. She could expect stable income from July. Last but not the least, she moved into a high-end apartment in CBD. Vincent’s apartment had three bedrooms, of which one now belonged to Melainy. She liked the french window which gave a lot of sunlight to the spacious room. The room also came with a queen size bed - something that she had never had in her 22 years of life. She put her Minnie Mouse toy right in the middle of the two pillows. “A new start.” She told herself, “But I shall never forget my past, and I shall work towa
Melainy woke up the next day with a bad headache. She recalled that she was partying with her friends last night, until Vincent appeared. She lost her soberness after seeing Vincent - what made her trust Vincent so much? She wondered in bed. Picking up her phone from the bedside table, 11am? She sat up quickly. The room was dark because the curtains were drawn. Usually, she wouldn’t draw the curtains completely, so that the daylight could come in and she would wake up early - to maximize the days. Perhaps she should just stay at home for one morning doing nothing. This rare idea came up to “busy Mele” and she shut her eyes. A scene soon started to play in her mind - A little girl finished her milkshake and happy meal in MacDonald, but when she looked around in MacDonald there was no one. All strangers. Tears fell out from her shut eyes. Melainy hence got up from the bed and pulled the curtains. The sun shined in, chasing the darkness away. After washing up, she went to the din
“Which department are you in now?” Vincent asked while Melainy put a uni sushi into her mouth. Melainy had to speed up her chewing - now her puffy cheeks made her look like a hamster. Vincent snickered, purposefully staring at her so that she looked even more embarrassed. Finally she finished her sushi, “Operations. Just the first rotation.”“The heart of the company.” Vincent commented. Melainy did not really get why, but she happily took another Wagyu tartare offered by Vincent - he did not eat beef. Seeing Melainy so content with the food, Vincent suddenly felt so relaxed. He was never too particular about food. For him, there were only two types of food - hot or cold. He usually had the hot ones, but sometimes also appreciated the cold dishes such as sushi or tartrate. Same as his life - he grew up surrounded by affluent, at least middle or upper class boys and girls, but Melainy was like a cold dish - coming from a very humble family, yet a pleasantly surprised taste - well-educ