Chapter 9.

Anxiously, I loitered outside at the company's lobby, adapting my glasses once in a while and nuzzling my hands. And soon enough, the company's secretary finally arrived and I stood up, the tiny smile on my face plunging as she handed over my folder.

"I'm sorry but we can't accept those photos,"

I gaped, "What's wrong, this is how I normally bring my shots, and you guys used to accept them,"

"They are of lower quality, they are not technically sharp and polished. Perhaps the camera wasn't good enough. You can try some other company or come back with better photos next time, Thank you Mrs..." She paused, eyeing the ring on my finger.

"Mrs. Rodriguez," I resolved thoughtlessly and she gaped at me. "What?"

She shook her head but inquired further. "Rodriguez, as in the Rodriguez Empire?"

Hesitantly, I found myself nodding. "Is there something wrong?"

She snickered. "Oh, there's nothing, can I please see the photos one more time, we might have made a misstep in acces