Now, what will I do? Though I am smiling and laughing, there is no way now without a miracle. But how will I handle the rest? I need to talk to Dad. Other businesses are okay but the publications! Now that has no income. All of the employees are getting paid by other businesses. But Dad is attached to the business. I can't deny the fact that today we are known because of that business. But emotion won't run the business.
"We are at the office, Mick," Jack tells me as I am not getting out of the car. I look at him and get down from the car. It's filled with journalists. What the hell!
"Sir, sir. What will you say about your share fall?"
"Will Pattinson's group be shut down?"
"How will you handle the situation?"
"The shareholders!!! Will you gulp their money???" I couldn't answer any of them. I just avoided them with the help of guards and entered the office.
I didn't meet with anyone, not even Jack. Just sitting in my cabin. At 4 pm, I have a meeting with all board members. There all the shareholders will be. How I will face them, I don't know. I have no plan to get over this situation. Oh God, help me, please.
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The paper is really easy. I am so happy. I think I can get the gold medal in our batch. I hope I get that. I come out from the exam hall and Ema is already here.
"Hey, how's the paper?" I asked her.
"Can't you see my face? I think I am going to fail." She is so sad.
"Let's count the questions you answered. Don't lose hope, okay?" I am trying to give her strength.
"I answer so many questions but what if I fail?" This girl is always like this.
"So, you behave like this always but at last you pass. So chill. Now, let's go to the factories." I am not paying attention to her tantrums now.
"Yeah let's hope so." She is still the same. I didn't give her more attention. Then we started our way to Pattinson's frozen food factory. As that is top of the frozen food supply in our city so I suggest Ema visit that first. Then we reach there within half an hour. It's already 3:30 pm now. Then we ask permission from the guard to enter.
"Hello, we are students of Columbia University. We are doing research on the work protocol of different factories. Here is the pass from University. Please, let us enter the factory." I request him.
"You both are journalists, right? No one is allowed to enter the factory. So, you both go now." He is so rude.
"Hello, uncle. We are students, not journalists. I showed you the card also." I am trying to make him understand.
"No means no. You go now." Now he is over.
"Okay, okay uncle. We are going. Please don't get upset." Ema is giving up.
"No way. We will enter the factory for sure." Now I am also being arrogant.
"Should I call other security guards?" He is threatening us.
"Uncle, we are going. You don't need to call anyone else." Ema is pulling me back. She takes me almost 20 feet away.
"Why do you give up? I was talking right?" Now I am upset with her.
"Then what do you want? He was about to beat us." She is also upset now.
"But I will enter the factory for sure. Just wait and watch." I look into her eye to eye. Now, the mission of visiting the Pattinson factory is on. I take an apple from my bag.
"What are you doing?" Ema is asking me.
"Shhh. Just follow me." I stopped her. Then I wrap the apple with foil paper of chocolate.
"Is it a bag or food bank?" Ema is curious now. I am just doing my work. After wrapping the apple it's become hard enough to hit someone. I hold her hand and hide behind the wall pillar. That's how the guard can't see us. Now I am waiting for my scapegoat.
"What are we going to do?" Ema is asking.
"Just wait. You will see." I am keeping her in suspense.
"Okay okay waiting." Ema is now irritated. Then I got what I wanted, a bike rider. I throw the apple toward him. I wanted to hit his head but his bike's wheel got hit as it had a high speed and he fell down. Shit. I didn't want this but who cares because he is not hurt? The guard is out to hold him.
"Yesssssssss. Let's go." I hold Ema's hand and we run to the gate. Finally, we entered by hiding.
"What you did, hoodlum?" Ema is calling me hoodlum like always.
"You need to eat the fruit, why bother from which tree it came from?" I am telling her and we are entering the factory.
"Wow, what a factory! I can stay here for a lifetime." Ema is fascinated.
"And I can eat here for a lifetime. Just inhale the smell, Ema. Wow, we can observe their protocol later just now let's steal food." I offer her.
"Have you lost it? Moreover, frozen food needs to be cooked before eating." Ema smirks at me.
"Okay okay. I never ate frozen food so I don't know. You know that in an orphanage it's not available." When I said this Ema's face got sad.
"I am so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." She is expressing her feelings.
"It's okay. Let's get the result published. I will take a job then we both will buy frozen food and eat that as the treat of my job." I am saying enthusiastically.
"Yeah yeah. I know all your future plans, now this is also added." Ema is smiling now.
"Yes, since childhood I have been planning my own world. My own home by the seaside, a cafe where all will come for refreshment and carefree, tension-free life. I will live how I want. And all of these I have to arrange by doing a job. I will create my own world." I am in my dreamland...
Hello readers, Do you feel, Abigail can fulfill her dreams? Waiting to know your prediction... Hehehe.
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