After Amelia was done puking, she rinsed her face and ran out of the restroom. She ran back to where she had run into James and saw that he wasn’t there anymore. She saw a man standing next to the entrance, he was wearing a blue and black uniform. “Excuse me, sir. Please, do you know where the meetings with the CEOs are taking place? I should be there but I have no idea where it is.” The eyes of the security man she spoke to roamed her body from head to toe. He wondered what someone who looked so not-classy would do at such a great event. “It’s on the other side. They are in the first conference room.” He pointed forward, and Amelia turned to the direction he pointed to. “Thank you!” She hurriedly ran down the corridor in front of her, while her eyes were busy checking out the doors. Soon, she got to the fourth door and saw a tag with ‘Conference Room’ on it. She moved closer, and she could see the inside of the room. It was super huge, and her mouth fell open in shock. Ther

Amelia got home and applied some ointment to her burnt chest, and she felt better. She started preparing for the dinner party in no time. She had gone to call Elena to help her pick an outfit, but when she went, Elena said she was busy, but would be with her in a few minutes. “Amelia, I am less busy now. Can I come in?” Elena knocked on Amelia’s door and waited for her to answer. “Yes, come in! I didn’t lock the door,” Amelia responded, tossing more clothes from her closet. Elena walked into Amelia’s apartment and searched the living room with her eyes. Her eyes fell on Amelia’s open bedroom door, and she walked to the door. Her jaw slacked when she saw how scattered Amelia’s room was. So many clothes were on the floor, some on the bed, and even few found their way to her standing mirror. “What in the rough’s name is going on here?” Amelia, who was in towels, jumped at the sound of Elena's voice, she looked back and sighed after seeing how shocked Elena looked. “Thank God, you

They got to the back of the company, and James yanked Amelia forward carelessly, making her almost fall to the ground on her face. “What were you thinking? What the f**k is wrong with you? What kind of stupid makeover is that?!” Amelia jumped at the sound of his vexed voice. She gulped hard and her eyes heated up in no time. “I… I’m sorry, I…” “Don’t you dare cry! It doesn’t have any effect on me! Didn’t you check yourself in the mirror?!” He yelled. “I did, but my friend told me it was nice! I am not a fashionista but she is, so I believed her. I’m sorry, Mr. James. I had to wash my face when I heard the reporters’ comments while I was passing by. I’m very sorry for this embarrassment. I’ll bear the consequences for this.” “Of course, you will. You’re fired! You can’t keep doing this to my company. You aren’t worth stepping foot into my company.” James turned to leave, and Amelia fell to her knees and hugged his legs tightly so that he wouldn’t move. “Please, I beg you, Mr. J

Charles sat in a restaurant, waiting for his divorced wife, Helen. They had both agreed to meet because of their son and nothing more. He took a peek at his wristwatch and saw it was almost noon. “This is one of the reasons why I get so mad at her. Why didn’t she just choose noon for the meeting if she would keep me waiting till this time?” He picked up his cup of coffee and took a sip. He looked out of the restaurant through the transparent walls. He soon sighted a car park outside the restaurant. The car door opened, and he saw Helen alight. She looked as beautiful as ever. Charles gulped heavily and looked away. He picked his cup of coffee and took another sip. “I am so sorry! I got a bit delayed at the airport,” Helen uttered and sat. He looked up and stared at her face. There was no difference from the last time he saw her. She looked so beautiful and young. “Airport?” Charles asked in surprise, and she bobbed. “I just got back from Malaysia. I’m sorry I kept you waiting

Amelia dragged her feet down the street her apartment was, crying profusely. Everyone that passed past her stared at her. They all wondered what had happened to her, but never asked her what happened. “How do I call Mr. James now? He is going to be so mad at me tomorrow. If I don’t resume using the phone tomorrow, I’ll be so done!” “All my money has been stolen, I can’t buy another one unless I get home and pick some more cash. But I can’t come back here tonight, it’s already late.” “Why is the world against me so much? Why do you hate me so much!” She cried aloud like a baby. She kept dragging her feet, her head lowered in sadness, and her bag hung carelessly on her shoulder. She didn’t care about the eyes that peered at her. She was devastated. She shuffled past the mall on her street and before she could take five footsteps away from the entrance of the mall, she heard a loud crash behind her. She stood walking and looked back in fear. She saw a woman struggling with alread