Waking up and not having to check your phone for the latest update on trends and replying the messages from the night before or just randomly scrolling through social media for a while feels weird. I sigh as I get out of bed. It’s bad enough that I don’t have enough in my savings now I need to get a phone as well, I will most likely wait till I get my paycheck in some days. I get ready for the day, wake Ray up and make her breakfast and now we’re just talking in the kitchen before her lesson teacher comes.“How did you even know my favourite chocolates of all time?” I ask Ray mid conversation remembering the chocolate she told her dad to give me.“I don’t know what your favourite chocolate is Tricia, what is it?” It’s Tricia today. I didn’t know that a lot of nicknames could be gotten from my name till I met her but what does she mean she doesn’t know? Wasn’t she the one who told her dad to give me the chocolates?“You mean you didn’t tell your dad to give me from the chocolates he
We both watch Ray as she walks away, I just look wondering what he wants to talk to me about. I hope he doesn’t think I’ve been letting Rachel play too much or something. “Like I said earlier, I need to talk to you Patricia,” he seemed quite nervous about what he wanted to talk to me about that it made me nervous too and extremely curious. “Is everything alright sir?” Last time I checked I didn’t do anything wrong except the Bryan incident. Or did he do something to Bryan? Huh! The uncertainty is killing me! “Yes, everything is fine. I have no complaint about anything, you’ve been a wonderful nanny to Rachel.”he commends but I feel like there’s a but coming because why will he need to speak to me then? “Thank you sir, I try my best,” “I see that, I commend your hard work,” “Thank you sir,” I appreciate “I need to do some work in the office and your sketchbook is in the office so come along so I can give it to you.” Is he nervous because he has destroyed my sketchbook?
“Please hold on for a minute or two. I have to get this, it's really important.”This is it. It's either a yes or a no.“Good evening Mr Xuang.” I say trying to sound as calm and collected as I can. “Good day Mr Baker. I'll go straight to the point. We've seen a lot of your works and that of your contemporary and without wasting anymore time, we've decided to go with the best man which happens to be you. We are hoping that you do not disappoint as this was a tough decision to make.”“I'm very honoured to be assigned this project and I promise not to let you down.”“We will keep that in mind. Enjoy the rest of your evening. In the coming week, we will send you documents encompassing everything from design ideas to legal agreements and finally, the proposed payment for before completion and after completion. That will be all for now, good-day.”“Good-day Mr Xuang.”Yes! I fist bump the air and start to moon walk.“Ummm… Mr Jordan?”“Sorry, Forgive my manners. I didn't remember you were
I head to my room after leaving Mr. Jordan’s office, take a quick shower, and change to go to the mall in simple jeans, a shirt, and platform slippers. I quickly unboxed the phone and set it up, inputting my mom's and Bryan’s numbers, and made a mental note to call them when I got back to let them know the reason I did not reach out these past few days was because my phone spoilt and Mr. Jordan just got me another.I wonder how Mom will react, but especially how Bryan will. I just pray he doesn’t overreact or say something stupid. I grab my sling bag and head downstairs.I feel kind of weird that Mr. Jordan got me a phone and is now offering to buy me a dress from one of those expensive stores. Best believe I’ll go for the cheapest dress available because I do not want to do too much, and my conscience wouldn't even let me. I step out of the house, and the driver is already waiting for me with the car ready, holding the door to the passenger seat. Being all alone in this luxurious car
Trust GAW to always come through. The room looked a lot different than usual. Gold decorations are scattered in strategic parts of the room. A chocolate and wine fountain are at the corner of the dining table, and different delicacies are in stainless-steel fancy dishes that are seated on a warmer on the right side of the room. Simple yet beautiful.Scanning through the room one last time, I smile, satisfied with the view before me. In an hour, people would start showing up. Patricia is upstairs, getting Ray ready. I’m happy that Zoe succeeded in getting Patricia a nice dress; according to her, she said she would let the dress do the talking when I tried to get a picture of what she picked. I trust Zoe’s judgement, as she has styled Mrs. Charity and Ray severally.I pick out my Armani teal blue tuxedo and lay it on the bed. I shave the stubble growing on my chin and take a quick shower. I know I look good, but there’s something about the tux; it must be the colour. It was a birthday g
Doubt creeps in as I wear the red dress I got when I shopped. Would this dress be too flashy? I glance at my reflection, my thoughts dancing between elegance and extravagance. The dress screams sophistication with a touch of allure. The fitted silhouette accentuated my curves, while the flowing skirt allowed me to move gracefully.With my outfit worn, I moved on to my hair and makeup, opting for a soft hairdo that exposed my neck as I styled my hair in a messy bun with two bangs on each side, which I curled. My makeup was soft yet alluring, and to make it look less flashy than it already is, I apply a subtle lip gloss.Finally, I slipped into my pair of delicate silver heels, which gave me an added boost of confidence and height. I put on the necklace and earrings that Zoe had gotten for me as well. Standing before the mirror once more, I take in my reflection. The woman staring back at me was strong, poised, and ready for whatever the evening held. I looked gorgeous, if I do say so m
"I hope I'm not interrupting." I ask, trying to hide my disgust.Micajah has a track record of ladies swooning all over him, which isn't surprising because he checks all the boxes. He is a good-looking, fit, very smart, rich kid with a good fashion sense. He's that guy who walks into a room and everything starts happening in slow motion, just like in the movies. Who knows if he has also gotten Patricia into his web of charm? She's been smiling all through."No sir. Pearl and I were just having a casual conversation.""I see. Mind if I join?"Is it just me, or does Patricia seem uncomfortable?"No sir.""So what is it you guys were talking about?""Fashion," they chorus."I think I know a thing or two about fashion.""I have an extra ticket for Niphme's runway show coming up next weekend. You should come if you are free.""I would love to; that's if I am free," she says, looking at me.I gently tuck one of her bangs behind her ear so I can see her eyes. She instantly digs her spoon int
Caught up in the moment and not wanting to come off as rude or disobedient, I place my hand in his as we start to dance without any music, which felt very weird. I know you can sometimes dance without music and make sense of it, but not in this type of situation.Mr. Jordan has been acting quite odd today, starting from the speechless gaze after seeing me in the dress to tucking my hair behind my ears and then wiping the chocolate off my mouth, all in the presence of everyone. It felt awkward; these aren't things bosses are supposed to do for their staff, except they've known each other for way too long and are well acquainted with one another, or they are romantically involved with one another.Did he forget for a split second that he is my boss when he did that in the presence of everyone, including his employees? I don't want to be the new office gossip of the week. Cases like this are known to spread like wildfire. I just want to lay low all through my time working for Mr. Baker a