CHAPTER THREE
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NATASHA POV;
Again, I woke up very early in the morning and did my morning routine. I couldn't get enough sleep because I was so anxious and maybe scared?...
Today, I wore a black skirt with a white t-shirt. I may not look expensive but atleast, I am dressing corporate.
On getting to the venue, I went straight to the third floor. This time, I didn't ask anyone for direction.
On getting there, just like the other day, everyone is busy. I wonder what time they do come to work. It certainly has to be very early.
As I was standing at the passage, a lady wearing maroon shirt with a leather black skirt walked up to me.
"Hello, Good morning Ma'am. Can I be of any help to you?" She asked very politely, unlike the woman I met at the down floor the other day.
"I just got a job for the position of a nanny. I don't know if I am to go to the CEO's office straight or I will have to wait first" I replied.
"Wait a minute" she instructed as she left me standing there and walked into another office.
Few seconds later, she came out of the office and made a sign for me to go meet her.
"The CEO hasn't yet arrived but his secretary said you can go over to her office and wait before he comes" She said.
"Okay, thank you so much ma.". I appreciated her as she opened a door of which I assume is the secretary's office and thereafter, the lady left.
"Good morning Ma'am", I greeted the lady that I believe is the secretary, even though she seems busy arranging some files and didn't raise her head to look me or to acknowledge that someone is standing in front of her table.
After arranging the files, she finally raised her head to look at me, passing me a scrutinizing look.
"Mr Anthony is not yet in his office but you can sit there and wait for him" She point to an empty seat.
"Thank you ma", I said as I sat down.
Mr Anthony must be the "Mr CEO" I guess.
I couldn't help myself but to carefully Scan the office, it is very beautiful and well arranged.
She also has a Desktop on her table. Everyone here owns a desktop as if it isn't an expensive gadgets.
Minutes later, she stood up and arranged her skirt even though it looks perfectly smooth, she opened the first button of her shirt, revealing some part of her breast.
She didn't even mind that someone is in the room, watching.
She took a cup that I guess must be coffee inside and some files as she left without saying anything to me.
I properly observed the office this time without hesitation. She also has her own personal restroom.
Only a white collar job can get you a comfortable working condition as this.
After like five minutes, she came back and asked me to enter "The CEO'S office."
Although she seem annoyed.
"Thank you ma,". I said and left her office for the CEO'S office without any form of direction from her.
I'm gradually getting familiar with this place
I knocked on the door and I heard that same deep voice, instructing me to come in.
I silently opened the door and entered. This time I didn't just stand at the door blankly, I walked closer to the table.
"Good morning, Sir. I came in respect to the email that I received yesterday" I said, sounding very formal.
"Yes, I know. You can have a seat" He pointed to one of the seats in front of his table of which I carefully sat.
"Without wasting much of our time, let us get acquainted with each other"
My name is Mr.Anthony Devale,
I am the CEO of this company as you're already aware of.
Congratulations for getting the job" he introduced and continued talking.
"My daughter's name is Beverly Devale and she is three years old. She is very dear to me. With me here are some laid down rules that you should adhere to, that is if you intend on keeping the Job. I will give you some time here to go through them after which you will sign a contract".....
"A contract?" I asked confuse.
"Yes a contract Miss Natasha or do you have a problem with that ?" He asked, looking directly into my eyes.
"No Sir, I don't". I answered immediately. But what has a Nanny Job got to do with a contract, I thought to myself
"Good then, you can have it and go through it" he handed a paper to me as he turned to his computer screen to continue whatever he was doing.
The heading of the contract is boldly written:
"RULES THAT MUST BE FOLLOWED BY BEVERLY'S NANNY"
"Rule number one: No vulgar language in front of Beverly.
Rule number two: Make sure you cook for Beverly whatever she wants.
Rule number Three: Do not shout or lay a finger on Beverly.
Rule number four: You must ask for permission before taking Beverly anywhere.
Rule number five: You are not to watch an adult movie, especially rated movies anytime Beverly is with you.
Rule number six: You must alert me before any of Beverly's things are exhausted.
Rule number seven: Make sure Beverly's room is cleaned and organized at all time.
Rule number Eight: Don't do any s****l activity of whatsoever in Beverly's presence.
Rule number nine: Beverly should be clean at all time.
Rule number Ten: You must be with Beverly at all times except if at school.
Rule Number ten didn't sit well with me. At all time?,.,...
"Miss Natasha, is there something wrong?". Mr Anthony asked.
"Yes sir. ...rule number Ten" I quickly answered, showing him the line.
"What does it say?" he asked, leaning back on his chair.
"It says: You must be with Beverly at all times except if in school". I read out.
"So, what's the problem with that. It's not a new thing for the nanny to always be around, after all that is why it is called ' Nanny' he replied back as if there is nothing there.
"I also have a home Mr Anthony, and where will I be staying" I looked at him incredulously
"Simple, you will come live at my house and leave your house" He replied.
"It's not that simple Mr Anthony, I just paid for my house rent recently" I answered back very disturbed.
"Miss Natasha. There are one thousand and one people looking for this position out there and if you have just realized that it's not worth it, then fine. I am not going to force you against your wish" he said in surrender.
"After all, that is why your pay is a tasty one", he added.
"I sat there for a moment to think and I realized how I'm now selfish. I have forgotten that I am doing this for my beloved brother, Adrian.
I immediately signed the contract and handed over the paper to Mr Anthony.
He also signed the contract and kept it on the table.
"Beverly is with my Sister for the mean time but I will bring her back home tomorrow.That means you will pack to my house later in the evening. As for the transportation, I will settle for a truck to follow you to your house and help pack your things now." He stated.
"No , I haven't packed my things because I didn't know I will be a live-in Nanny. The truck can come later" I told him.
"Okay, you can leave your address here with me" he said without stress as he handed over a piece of paper to me.
I wrote my address on a piece of paper he handed over to me. I thanked him as I stood up and left.
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