Since I got here, I haven't seen any pictures of Rachel’s mom, nor has anyone ever brought her up during any conversation. I'm not sure if Mother ever mentioned her mother. She never divulged any information about their family, not that I ever asked or cared. His parents have been so wonderful to me, and I would fly if they required me to. Mr. George Baker saw it through that I went to school, and he even sent me upkeep money, which he still does up until now. What a wonderful family. It would be insensitive of me to ask Rachel about her mother. So, Mother will be in the best position to fill me in if she does know anything about it. She should, though; she has worked there since the beginning of time. As I carefully navigate my way out of Rachel's room, ensuring her peaceful sleep remains undisturbed, I step to the side abruptly as I try to avoid colliding with Jordan or hitting Ray’s door. His quick reflexes save me from a fall, and in the brief but intense moment, our eyes lock.
I haven't spent much quality time with my parents lately, especially without discussing business. I'm planning to visit them this weekend, aiming to focus on catching up on our lives rather than work. I wish I could bring Ray along, but she's about to go shopping with Patricia, which she's been eagerly looking forward to. Ray seems to really admire Patricia. I just hope she doesn't grow too attached before Patricia leaves.As I head to Ray's room to bid her farewell, I find her and Patricia together once more. Patricia has styled her again, and she looks absolutely stunning in the outfit.“Good morning, Daddy.” She runs over and hugs me. I lift her and twirl her around. I sometimes forget how much she has grown.“Morning princess. How are you doing today?”“I’m doing good; I’m really excited to go shopping with Patty.” She beams with excitement.“Good morning, sir,” Patricia greets, and I greet her back.“I’m on the way to see your grandma and grandpa now; I’ll see you when I return fr
Will I ever become accustomed to these men in black suits lingering nearby? They accompany us as we drive into the estate but rarely venture around the house. Today, one of them joined us in the sleek black Mercedes bus we rode in. Rachel mentioned a wardrobe change, and suddenly, a credit card without any spending limit landed in my hands. If he could grant Rachel anything in the world, he’d do so without hesitation. Jordan is a very simple man, except when it comes to his rides. The word simplicity will be trashed in a bin. Despite how rich he is, and when I say rich, make no mistake of thinking just rich. I mean rich, rich, rich, and a thousand more riches. One would expect him to grace an occasion dressed in Gucci shoes, a Gucci belt, and a Fendi suit and probably finish the look with an ice box dangling from his neck, as most billionaires do. I’ll never understand why some people dress like that, but rather, he’ll throw on a simple suit or a simple polo shirt and chino trousers,
Unlike most Fridays, I clock out of work earlier today. There’s a tinge of anticipation as Mildred’s text about our new project lingers in my mind. She’s both a seasoned colleague and a dear friend, unmatched in her professional prowess.I pick the restaurant, and just as I arrive, a notification lights up my phone—Mildred’s here. I shoot a quick reply, confirming my imminent arrival. As I step out of the car, Mildred’s already settled inside, savoring her favorite cocktail, a familiar sight that warms the scene amidst the bustle."Jordan,” she stands to greet, and we hug.“How have you been, Mildred?” I haven’t seen her in a while.”“I’ve been good, you know, work and all.”“Great. So, what about the project do you want us to discuss?” I ask as I sit opposite her.“Jumping straight to business, aren’t we?” She teases.“You know I like going straight to the point, and besides, I promised Ray that I’d watch a movie with her that night.”“Alright, I saw her the other day at the mall with
Weekdays seem to drag on endlessly, but the weekends? They're like a magic trick, here one moment and gone the next. Today feels special waking up because it's my day off—Ray's spending the day with her grandma, giving me some free time. The house got a thorough cleaning yesterday, and surprisingly, I find myself looking forward to doing chores. The cool cleaning gadgets make it kind of fun!Having a whole day to myself puts a big smile on my face. These responsibility-free days, without kids or a spouse around, mean I can eat, tidy up, and go out whenever I want without worrying about the time. It's the simple joys of freedom that really brighten up my day."You don’t have to clean today. I mean, the house was thoroughly cleaned from top to bottom yesterday.” Jordan says. He looks all suited up and ready for work. He picks up a croc skin bag and slips his Apple 2023 MacBook Pro into it. I know this because I trashed the empty laptop carton. “Okay, sir. I’ll be going out once Ray has
Jordan? Really? What was I thinking when I asked her about tie preferences? It must have been a reflex because I do it with Mrs. Charity all the time. I didn’t know how to go about asking her to put on the uniforms because it was not stated before, and I see how she expresses herself through her style, but then it’s only for one day. I’m glad she didn’t take it the wrong way. I have an important meeting this morning, which is why I am leaving the house earlier than usual. A new proposal just came up, and I am meeting with the client this morning. He is a client that everyone wants on their list.As I step into my office, I go through the schedule my assistant sent to me and get familiar with my itinerary for the day.“Good morning, Mr. Baker. Mr. Polish is already waiting for you in your office." Miss Julia, my assistant, greets me as I walk past, and I nod in acknowledgement.“Thank you, Miss Julia. I’ll be with him soon.” I check my Rolex watch and see that I’m ten minutes early to
It is so satisfying to be out here. The beautiful view of the rumbling of the ocean and the beautiful view of the sky. I’ll never understand how one side of the water is blue and the other is an unexplainable shade of green, yet they seem not to mix. One of my many goals in life is to have a home built on the beach. I want to wake up every morning and bask in the beauty of the ocean view. It’s a Monday morning, hence the small number of people on the beach. I’m dressed in a white, free mid-thigh jumpsuit with prints of tiny sunflowers scattered all over the material. I packed my hair in a messy ponytail and did very light makeup. I finished the look with my favourite white beach hat and my deep blue flat. “I know this will sound so cliche, but I don’t care.”“Out with it," Mother says.“You are glowing, mother, and you look happier. Could this be the result of something new?”“And this you’ve noticed in four hours?” She says she's checking her time.“Well.”“Don’t get me wrong, I enj
I’m almost done with work for the day; everyone else has left as their shift ended some hours ago. I work late most of the time to get more work done, except on Fridays. There are still things that I need to cross-check about the ongoing project. I might even have to visit the site to see how things are going. I may also need to visit the site where Mr. Polish wants to work to estimate the number of personnel and supplies we will require. Since I choose this life and do not mind working hard to continuously challenge and surpass myself, I can not complain that I am working hard.I always strive to be the best at what I do, and so far, I can proudly say I do this CEO thing pretty well. A text from Mother pops up. They are at a nearby restaurant, and Rachel wants us all to have dinner together. I send a text that I’ll be there soon. I quickly finish what I’m doing and tidy up the office before leaving.“Daddy’s here,” Ray announces as she sees me walk in.“Hi dad, hi mom. Rachel, my lov