“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
"Sincerely, thank you for everything you do for Ray and me. I was a little bit disturbed when your mom left because of how well she and Ray bonded. You came, and it all felt like she never did.""You don't need to thank me. It's the least I could do. Your family has always been there for my mom and me; even when it was never your father's obligation to pay my fees or send me money, he still did. I owe it to your family because my mom and I wouldn't be living this way if you people didn't help us, especially after my dad up and left.""Why do people wake up one day and leave their families without ever looking back?""I don't have an answer to that because I also can't imagine why," Patricia says."Your mom is and will always be a mother figure to Ray.""Will it be out of place for me to ask about Ray's mom?"Besides Mrs. Charity, Tony, and his wife, no one else knows about Ray's mom."You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to.""I want to; just give me a few minutes.""Take
As I lay in the stillness of my dimly lit room, my thoughts inevitably drifted back to the enchanting evening. I was extremely shocked and surprised at Mr. Jordan’s actions today.The memory played in my mind like a favourite old film. Despite my initial surprise, I had allowed myself to be swept away by Mr. Jordan and the unexpected connection between us. Mr. Jordan, known for his stern demeanour, had transformed into a graceful dancer, guiding me with surprising ease. It sounded crazy at first to dance without music, but it felt really nice.I saw a side of him that I had never seen before—vulnerable, genuine, and deeply human. The lines of hierarchy blurred as we moved in harmony, lost in the dance and the conversation. I smiled just recollecting the entirety of today; I felt like a dignitary in the dress I wore; I enjoyed the company of Tony’s wife; and most of all, I enjoyed the company of Mr. Jordan.I was stupefied when he asked me to join them on their trip to Seychelles, whic