Chapter 33

"No! It won't work!"

"But you haven't heard the rest of it"

"I've heard enough and I don't think the idea meets the hotel's expectations"

He had shouted and like everyone in the room I grew quiet. Leave it to Niklaus Rogers to get angry over a mere presentation that wasn't actually agreed upon. One hour later, I was seated on the passenger's seat of his Jaguar doing nothing in particular but stare outside the window.

"Can I turn on the radio?"

I asked after minutes of silence. Silence that would cut through glass in a second. Don't get me wrong, I didn't want to talk either. Everything that happened today was alot to take in. The fact that Niklaus was clueless on how to apologize and the fact that Carl fired me because of my popularity with the paparazzi. Did it kill him to atleast buy me flowers and apologize? I get that it wasn't part of the contract but I atleast thought he would apologize with a bunch of roses in his hands.

I was a dreamer, one that thought that one day my prince