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Whispers Of A Change

“I need to see my best friend today.” He sat up on the bed, a hand on his face. “What did you say?” He asked. “Good morning, Emily.”“Good morning, Mr. Stone,” Emily greeted back, opening the curtains and picking up one of her stuff that dropped to the floor a few hours ago. “I will stop by my apartment today when I am done with you this morning. I need to see my best friend.”Oh, he gave a nod. He thought he heard something else and had to ask again, just to be certain of what she said. “Did she ask you to come over?”“No,” Emily shook her head. “She picked the un-shattered tray from the footing where it lay and shook her head again. “It is me that needs to communicate with her. We haven't seen each other in a long while since I moved into the mansion.”She was right. Who is he to prevent her from seeing her best friend? He wondered and nodded his head. “You should see her, then,” he agreed. “Doesn't she have a job? Forgive me for levering.”“She does,” Emily replied. She was on h

Texts, Leaves, Pasta

Waking up from a text she received from a number a few winks ago, aggravated her. She had forgotten to hang the phone on silent mode before going to bed the previous evening. Another instant when she thought about the beeps, being a lifesaver—Emily gave a nod and took the yield of the device from the table next to her bed. This time around in the morning, she must go and get ready for her day, and move over to the mansion in the space of one hour. She was presumed to retire back to Mr. Stone's house the day before this day, but didn't and the reason behind the decision she took, remains unknown. The phone was lingering to be utilized at the point, and Emily unlocked the device the next moment to see the content and context of the text. At least, before proceeding to the washroom for a warm bath. When she unlocked her phone, there was a text message from Alexander, staring at her in the face. But before she could look over the message, she came to decide that the man was mad at he

Hate, Envy. Hate

On Monday morning, the two friends scampered out of the flat in haste after bidding themselves a good day. The ridiculous alarm fucked her up again, this time. But she was fortunate that time was not far gone when she woke up. While Olivia walked away, Emily quelled at the front of the significant gate, guiding the compound in holdup for a cab. Soon, one arrived and the next thing she did was hop in without hearing what the man would say. “Stone Enterprise,” she hauled at him before he could open his mouth to speak. “Good morning.”And they drove away. At the Enterprise, staff and workers sauntered the entirety of the building. Some were complicated with themselves while others were knowledgeable of what they were accomplishing. A car drove into the premises and those who were around the space, halted their activities. Some turned around to welcome the man they were yet to set an eye on, after a while of not seeing him. The driver's window wined down, and Nicholas's face was obv

Realizations

He was by the window side, his hand on the shutters while he stared at the portion of the Enterprise he could catch a glimpse of from where he was being placed. From where he was, Alexander could catch a glimpse of cars that drove past the gate of his Enterprise—old and recent, including cabs that halted around the Enterprise's portico to pick up passengers. The backgrounds of his office were built to his taste. This way, he can notice when someone he doesn't want to see is on his or her way into the Enterprise. This way, he would place a call to Jessica or the receptionist and ask them not to let the guest into his office in the name of not being available.Now he walked back to the desk side after gaping at what he scanned outside the gate of one of his properties. Alexander took a seat on the chair that confronted the turned-on but not-in-use computer system. Nicholas has done more than enough for him, as the case may be and there was only one thing he would do for the young man:

"You Are A Newbie."

“Mark!” Alexander lauded the man when he stepped into his office. There was a smile on his countenance—the kind that demonstrated and declared he was delighted with him. “Where is your partner?”“Jessica?” Mark questioned, walking closer to the desk. “She left her office for some place a while ago. I don't know where but it shouldn't be distant.”Alexander nodded while thoughts of what went on between himself and Jessica remained in his head, but he shrugged it off in the meantime and confronted the reason he called Mark into his office. “Take a seat.” He urged the man who sat after a nod. “I have called to discuss with you and Jessica. But since she is not around in the meantime, I'll go with you.”“Yes, Mr. Stone,” the other man said. “Is everything okay with you? How is your health and legs?” “I feel better,” Alexander replied. “Not so good, yet.” He added and took the yield of a Bic from the desk where it lay. “You'll be fine,” Mark encouraged. “This is just a process for the b

Project Turmoil

It felt so good to be preferred over Jessica who asserted her suggestion was not reasonable enough. Emily on her part, had anticipated less acceptance and more rejection from Alexander and the rest of her colleagues who were inducted on the chairs in the meeting room. “It is good enough,” Alexander began when the place went serene suddenly. In his voice, there was a tone of disorder. Dissatisfaction, rather and it was relatively tough for him to conceal how disappointed he was. Who was he disappointed at? Emily, or Jessica? If the case was well judged, it would be none other than Jessica who cut in Emily's speech with the phrase ‘newbie’. Did the woman have to put it that way to Emily? Alexander thought and modified on the chair he was seated. Jessica herself was once a newbie and he took to almost all her suggestions, he recalled vividly. So what did she try to do a few moments ago?The staff began to murmur, cutting short Alexander's thought. The man winked while his concentr

Reckoning

“Is there a problem?” Mark confronted Tricia who ambled into the space. “Talk to your friend if you must. Her nasty behaviour will take her nowhere if she continues like this.”“She must have her explanations,” Tricia said. “It still does not give her reasons to react like that. Even if she is in love with Mr. Stone.”Jessica looked up from where she was inaugurated. “When and where did I say I am in love with Mr. Stone, Tricia?” She raised a question, relaxing her back on the delicate chair. “Don't end up saying things you should not say. It won't be funny if I am implicated because of you.”“I am sorry,” the other lady said while Mark scrutinized them with keen interest. “But what do we call it when you reacted to Emily, a harmless woman in that way? It screams you love the CEO. Although, I choose to believe you aren't since you said so.”“I am not in love with the CEO.”“Good,” the woman said. “It means other women are allowed to shoot their shots.”“What do you want?” Jessica aske

Perk Of Kindness

She was late for work!The last time it was Emily, now her? Why? What went amiss with the alarm clock in her room? The last time she inspected, she set the sound to be more vociferous than the clock in Emily's room. She scooted into the bathroom for an immediate bath and scurried out after a few minutes of walking into the bathroom, unsatisfied with the way she had her bath. What could she do about it? Nothing at all. The manager would ask after her when she is not seen at the shop in the next hour, and Vicky may not want to tell a lie on her behalf again. She hurried with her clothing, fixing the gown she planned out to wear the night before, over her head. Olivia walked to the mirror to check out herself after getting ready for her day at the Cafe shop. Without having breakfast, she scooted out of the house, not fully set. Her hair was not done the right way, but she didn't care. Maybe she did. One thing was particular and that was the demand for her to be at the Cafe shop i

Innovations

Olivia had yet to return from her place of work. Emily noticed the door of her room was locked when she walked into the house that evening. Why did she care? She wondered when she recalled the task before her, and her reason to sort all of them out before the night departed. She surged to her room and flung the handbag she used for work on the bed. Emily found her legs out of the bugging shoes and flung them to another intersection of the room before heading to the toilet. A sigh escaped her lips while she eased herself on the white seat. She could have accomplished this back at the office before departing this evening. But her thoughts too were on the urine, not terrifying her much before she docked home. She was wrong, anyway. The moment she stepped into the cab, her bladder was in conflagration and at some point, she cried out at the cab man to hurry with driving. She thrust up another sigh, got up from the seat and irrigated the toilet. Emily walked out of the bathroom and

Fazed

She paced her office, tense and skeptical. How would she go about this? Emily wondered, opening the curtains of her windows. She walked back to the other flank of the office and paced again—many thoughts in her head. What would the other staff call her piece? She was worried by these thoughts and more as today happened to be the day of her presentation, and the staff would be gathered in the room where they were assembled the last time. Why did she suddenly think Jessica loathes her? What was the explanation behind the divulgence at the eatery the last time? Why did she have to tell her those words if she didn't reckon something was ongoing between the boss and herself? “Argh!” The woman let out a demoralized sigh and sauntered to her desk. Can there be a change of plans? She thought. No, she beseeched. At least, this once. All she required was some more time to repair herself and see how stable her mental health was, just in case Jessica had something up in her sleeves. Sh

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