Two Sides Of A Coin

Chapter Four

Justin's POV

I was working out in the gym center when I saw a face which struck familiar strolling towards the house. It was that crazy young lady who tossed mud at me and smeared it on my face. I may as yet still feel the mud on my lips.

Some people might think it's entertaining, yet to me it was horrific. She was an insane young lady and deserves to have been placed in an asylum.

I speedily cleaned up, wore one of my best suits, guaranteed I looked awesome and strolled grandly to my work space, sitting tight for her to say she needed to see me and afterward I would blast her with words and put her where she belonged.

I hung tight for very nearly an hour yet no thump, no nothing. If it happened that she wasn't coming to see me, then who was she coming to see? I thought.

I truly want to believe that she wasn't Jayden's sweetheart since I would destroy him for having such a pitiable taste.

I didn't see the reason why I was fretful yet I had the desire to teach that young lady a lesson or two.

I took my telephone prepared to call the house manager when Jayden strolled in.

"What's up bro?"He inquired.

"Shouldn't you be somewhere rehearsing your new song?" I raised a brow.

"I just came to give you some great news. Finally I got Amanda Cavani to deal with my album designs." An endearing grin contacted his lips.

"Who is this Amanda young lady you are talking about?" I was truly confused. Never knew about her.

"Brother, for what reason do you disappoint me? She is a superstar fashion designer and her work is simply superb."

"Okay...?"

"Come see her, perhaps she is one of your numerous sweethearts, although I doubt if you are her type." Jayden smirked.

At first I was hesitant, however after he demanded such a lot, I followed him to see this acclaimed fashion master. Or mistress.

As we were going towards the art room, we bumped into the trio coming out of the dressing room - Jayson, Jane and the lady who definitely has to be Amanda Cavani.

To my greatest surprise, it was her. The insane mud girl. Was she the fashion designer? She didn't seem as though she could draw a cup.

"You, what are you doing here?" I yelled at her immediately our eyes met each other.

She hurled a baffled moan, "Do you need more mud? Luckily for you, here there is none."

"I'm not insane like you." I accentuated.

"So don't carry on like one." She rebuffed.

It was like she had a response to all that I said and knew how to impeccably answer to pester me.

"I let you know I don't pursue haughty men, I'm here to work." She gave me lethal eyes.

"So I heard you are a designer?" I strolled past her and took one of the sketches, taking a look at it completely.

She turned me around to face her, "Honey, just because you wear a suit doesn't make you a tasteful man. I bet you are only a driver." She remarked.

A driver? Those words pierced through my heart. It seems truly she didn't have any idea who I was.

"A driver?" I repeated.

"Indeed, the Sparks ought to likely fire you. You don't regard ladies and instead of zeroing in on your work, you are here blustering like a woman."

I could see the shock all over Jayson's face behind her yet he could do nothing.

"You are insane." I rebuked her.

"You are arrogant." She threw back.

"Well, for your information, I am Justin Spark, the eldest child of this family." I let the cat out of the bag.

I anticipated that she should be stunned yet she was simply there, laughing like there was something funny in all I've said.

"You, a member of the Spark family? You are definitely on drugs." She laughed.

"Amanda, he is saying the truth." Jayden interrupted.

She stopped snickering, realizing what's happening now.

"Does this conversation with him just now get me fired?" She quickly asked and Jayden shook his head.

"Great, I couldn't care less." She shoved me to the side and grabbed the sketch from my hand.

"Jane, how about we return to work now." She requested.

Wow! Not only was she insane, she also had a terrible attitude.

"Jayden and Jayson, outside now." I requested.

I and the twins walked out to the hallway and I confronted Jayden.

"Jayden, fire that insane young lady right away, she is insane. She will begin tossing fabrics at you."

"I'm not terminating her contract, she is the most incredible in what she does and I really want her." Jayden replied.

"There are numerous fashion designers out there." I took a stab at demanding yet Jayden insisted he needed Amanda as his designer.

"For what reason can't you stand her to such an extent? What did she even do to you?" Jayson asked.

I looked at them embarrassingly, wondering how I would let them know she was the person who made me look like a mud man the day before.

"She is the person who tossed mud at me yesterday, and to top it all she even spread some on my lips." I managed to explain.

I anticipated that they should be thoughtful and sympathetic, however there they were giggling so hard at me.

"I hope somebody recorded this on camera." Jayson prodded.

"Not funny, Jayson, she is crazy. So crazy she didn't actually mind I was a Spark."

I don't have any idea why it annoyed me that she didn't seem to mind that I was a Spark. People dread and regard me due to that name, yet to her it didn't make any difference.

"I understand what hurts. The fact that, unlike other young ladies, she didn't mind that you were Justin Spark. You expected that she should show homage you, be at your beck and call. However, she is the medication to your arrogance." Jayson said, making me feel worse than I already felt.

"I will cause her to be at my mercies. Just give me two weeks." I swore, feeling terrible at the way that she made me look inferior.

"Best of luck with that. You need it." Jayson tapped my shoulder before leaving.

"Brother, she is known for her attitude too. You don't wanna tow that lane, trust me. Just let it slide, please." Jayden pressed my shoulder.

"You knew that and you still employed her?" I frowned.

"She is awesome in her work, that's why I employed her. Anyways, best of luck with your ridiculous plan." He added and left as well.

No lady has caused me to feel so second rated and terrible like that insane mud young lady did. Girls generally love me, adore and worship me, even go after me. However, this one just wants to feed me mud.

She must have a weakness, and I will utilize that to cause her to kneel before me.

She has just offended the wrong billionaire.