Isabella's pov;After the exhausting camp, I returned to Mr Martinez's residence."Ma'am, Allow me to take the bag to your room." Mateo insisted on lugging my suitcase to my room."That's alright. I'll bring it with me. Mateo, it's not even that heavy.""However, ma'am...""The truth is, I despise it when people do my work for me. Did you get it?"He bowed his head and grinned."Thank you for understanding, Mateo."I grabbed my bag and hauled it into the house. When I entered the house, I noticed Mr Martinez and Big Brother conversing with each other. Looking like they were discussing something serious, might be work I guess. Seeing me dragging the bag, Butlers offered to assist me but I declined and carried my bag up the steps by myself. I entered my room, sat on the bed, and sighed as I looked up at the ceiling. After sleeping in the tent for three nights, the nice bed beneath me felt so good. I rolled on the bed and somehow fell asleep.After a while, I awoke. It's 5 p.m., accordin
Isabella's pov;Museum of Sonoma County.Museum? Of all places, did he really want to take me here?I'm standing in front of a structure carved with an ancient design and bearing the name Museum of Sonoma County. What brought Mr Martinez here? Is this where he wanted me to go? After my mother's workplace, this is the most boring location on the planet I've ever been."What are you waiting for? Come on." He motioned for me to follow him inside.When I entered the museum, I felt like I should have gone to school today, I should have pretended to have something essential to accomplish. What am I doing here? Why did I say yes when he asked me? I'm not happy here. It's very quiet. Because the place was so quiet, I could hear people's footsteps. It felt like I was in some haunted place.Mr Martinez paused in front of an artwork near the entrance for a long time, staring at it. I'm starting to feel sleepy here. A guy in his late 50s glared at me when I let out a yawn while waiting for him to
Alexander Martinez pov; Isabella returned from her study camp after five days. While carrying her bag inside the home, she appeared exhausted and devoid of energy. Is she unable to solicit assistance from others? Butlers offered her assistance as she walked slowly to the staircase, but she declined and carried her bag up the stairs by herself. By the way she was carrying the bag, it appeared to be quite heavy. She should have taken them up on their offer."Did you see the Rodriguez Corporation stock prices, Sir?" Mr Johnson inquired as I ate my breakfast at the dining table."Why?""It's been going down lately. I'm curious as to why you haven't done anything yet.""I have no interest in buying them.""Tomorrow at noon, you have an appointment with Mr Miller. Sir, do you want me to reschedule it?""Why?""Did you forget about that? Sir, you must meet Ms Olivia Rodriguez at her office tomorrow.""Reschedule the meeting with Mr Miller to the day after tomorrow then," I sighed."Sir, yes.
Alexander Martinez's p.o.v;Mr Johnson, "I spoke with Mrs Rodriguez's secretary about the meeting, Sir, and she asked us to be there at 2 p.m at the Rodriguez corporation.""Okay.""Regarding the appointment with Mr. Miller, he stated that he is leaving for overseas tomorrow and requested if you were available today. What should I say to him, Sir?""All right, set up a meeting with him once I return from Rodriguez corp after meeting Olivia."(Rodriguez corp - Alexander Martinez refers to the 'Rodriguez corporation' as 'Rodriguez corp' in this context.)"Sir, yes.""Do you know where teenage girls like to go these days?""You make us sound like we're from another era, Sir."I offered a blank stare and scanned my phone on my own."Did you ask me for a recommendation for Bella, Sir?"I nodded and started looking for outdoor locations to visit in Santa Rosa and not far from here because I had an appointment with Olivia after that."Because Bella does a lot of jobs and as a socialite, I thi
Isabella's pov;I got ready and made my way downstairs while beaming broadly about the day I'm going to have today with Mr Martinez. I've not gone out like this in months, so I'm looking forward to today. Because I don't want to spoil the surprise, I haven't notified Mr. Martinez about where we're going out. I bet he'll be excited. No, I never saw him being excited. Maybe he'll be wondering about today.When I go out with my pals, they always pick the location because they claim I have terrible choices in hangout spots. I don't understand why they take offence everytime I express my ideas regarding the location. But I am confident that Mr. Martinez will enjoy the place I am taking him today."Are you planning to remain here the entire day?"From behind, I could hear Mr. Martinez's voice. Was he really behind me the entire time? I gave him a way and turned to apologise but he walked past me as he made his way toward the main hall. He was dressed in a suit as I turned to look at him aga
Alexander Martinez's pov;What am I supposed to wear today? I always wore suits because I only went to my firm or other companies for business meetings so it was never a problem, but today I was perplexed. How come? Since I accepted Isabella's invitation to a date. Why did I accept it? I wouldn't be in this situation if I hadn't agreed. After heaving a sigh, I grabbed a suit.When I stepped down the stairs, I found Isabella standing idle in the middle of the stairs without moving a bit. Why didn't she move? What on earth is she doing by standing like a mannequin?I asked her, "Are you planning to remain here the entire day?"I stepped down and went to the eating area after she moved away. From across the corridor, she addressed me, "Mr. Martinez!" I waited for her to complete her phrase. She looked pissed off."You should have told me in advance if you have to go to the office. Why did you agree to me yesterday and now, you're ready to leave for the office?""What?""You should have
Isabella's pov;Sunday morning,"Going to work?" While I was eating breakfast at the dining room table, Big Brother questioned me."No." and carried on eating."What will you be doing while dressed like this, then?""I'm heading to my house to get a few things I need." "Eat gently, then. Why are you rushing?"I nodded and carried on with my meal, this time more slowly.I questioned him as I was eating, "How is Mr. Martinez doing? He was meant to be at home today, wasn't he? Why did he still show up to work on weekends?"He nodded and continued, "The cause is unknown to me as well. Perhaps a situation arose in the office.""Are you really his secretary?""Yes, I am his secretary, but so what? I don't need to know where he goes or what he does every time because I'm not his bodyguard.""Wow, I didn't know you could speak like that, Big brother. Actually, there's been this question in my mind whenever you talk about Mr. Martinez, Can I ask?" I grinned and remarked."What was that?""You
Isabella's pov;"No letter is present! not sophisticated knowledge! not an account! Nothing was present. Where did you go during this time? What did you do during that time? Charlotte covered both of the shifts for you since you weren't present. She deserves your gratitude for accomplishing that for you. Your home address, phone number, or anything else is unknown to us. Even though this place doesn't hire outsiders, I accepted you to work here because you're my brother's friend. And, how do you repay it?" Becky questioned me."I apologise.""I'm not in need of your excuse. If you weren't there during your shifts, please provide a valid explanation. Where have you been?""My... Actually, I didn't want to say this as an excuse but I want to be honest. My mother underwent surgery recently so I took care of her. Since I got upset with my mother, I drank a lot of booze and got alcohol poisoning. I needed some time to recover from it. Guess, I took a pretty long time. I'm sorry, Becky." Be