Chapter 2: The Encounter
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Ethan Office
Ethan is on the third floor of the skyscraper, staring out the city. Is there anyone who doesn't know his name, everyone in New York knows him.
But he still feels empty, he isn't happy, he feels devastated about his past. No one knows about it, except his family.
He feels insecure, he is a well known billionaire, powerful and arrogant.
But his world could crash down, in just four words.
“Boss, it's almost time for the event,” his Pa said, bringing him back from his thoughts.
“Alright, Let me get ready, then.” Ethan said.
“You can call me anytime you need anything,” Romeo said, that is his Pa name.
“Alright” Ethan said and he left, leaving Ethan to prepare.
Back At The Restaurant
After eating, Olivia got up and went back to the house, motivated by the words of the lady in the restaurant. She began painting.
She painted nonstop, anything that came into her mind was what she painted.
She painted her Dad and Mom, and then she painted the president. An idea struck her mind and she began painting the Statue of Liberty in New York.
After about thirty minutes, she was done painting. She sat down and got her phone to browse the location of the event. She noticed it was happening today, two kilometers from her location.
She picked up the Statue of Liberty painting and rushed out. She took a taxi to the place which was already filled with lots of people, she quickly applied and dropped her painting.
All participants were told to stand behind their painting.
Ethan as the man of the event stood up to check the paintings one after the other, and Olivia's painting captivated his eyes.
He walked towards the painting, and Olivia stepped forward.
“Good afternoon, Sir, I'm glad you came to view my painting,” her heart beating in her chest repeated as she spoke.
“Never knew someone like you can paint something so captivating,” Ethan's usual arrogant voice came up.
“I’m glad you like it, Sir.” She said trying not to get pissed, she is short tempered.
“She is the winner of the event,” Ethan said, looking at Olivia one last time before going back to his seat.
Olivia was rewarded with a new house, and ten thousand dollars. She was given the keys and the money. She quickly went to thank Ethan.
Ethan was about to enter the car, when she rushed to hug him out of excitement.
After she broke the hug, Ethan spoke up.
“Is that how you hug strangers?” he asked. Anyone will know he is angry, merely hearing his voice.
“I just hugged you out of excitement, Sir,” she replied calmly.
“Wait, Romeo, you are here and you allowed this lowlife to hug me, I don't even know if she has taken her bath this morning.” Ethan said angrily.
“With all due respect, Sir. I'm not a low life, this is the second time you are calling me that, and I won't take it anymore.” She said unable to hold back her anger.
“I see, so you can now talk back at me, do you know I can take back what I gave to you?” he threatened.
“If it is because of the house and the money, you can take it back is not the end of the world.” She replied, stretching the key forward to Ethan.
“You are the winner so take it as an award, let me go have my bath before I throw up, because you stink.” Ethan said and got into the car.
“I hate you,” Olivia said as tears streamed down her face.
“I hate you more.” Ethan replied and whined.
“So, you allow that girl to talk back at me right?” Ethan asked Romeo, who was sitting beside him.
“Sir, you said I should never interfere in a situation like this.” He replied.
“Okay, drive me to my house now.” He said authoritatively.
Olivia walked back to the event, she had cleaned her tears that one won't easily notice, she got in and took her money, they took a picture of her and her picture also and the event came to an end.
She was driven to her new house.
We forgot to tell you, this car is also yours, and we will love to see more of your artwork. The manager of the event said, her name is Mirabel.
Olivia gasps, “Thank you ma, you changed my life just in one day, she looked at the car it's Rolls Royce Sweptail.” She cried joyfully, tones of butterflies filled her belly.
The manager left, in the other car.
When she got in, she was overwhelmed, everything that makes up a house is inside: chairs, table, dinner table, tv, home appliances, etc. She went into the room to see a king-size bed, she jumped inside it and felt the softness of the bed.
There are two more doors in the room, one was the bathroom and the other was a painting room. She entered and nearly fainted. There are high quality brushes that can cost a fortune, air brush and a lot more.
“Today is the best day of my life, after three years I found happiness again.” She took her phone and immediately called her cousin who has been working in a hotel for days now.
“Hi, Ashley,” Olivia said when she picked the call.
“Am fine Olivia, but you know I don't take calls during working hours,” Ashley replied.
“I know, I just want to know when you will be back so I can come pick you up.” Olivia said.
“Am closing by 6pm, and drive Mr Tife's car carefully please,” Olivia wanted to tell her, but she hung up.
She will be surprised, Olivia smiled and got out. She closed the door, and entered her new car. She saw the driver's license there.
She smiled and drove to her formal house, when she got there she packed her paintings, and her cousin's clothes, and her's. She went to Mr Tife's house and explained what happened to him. He was so happy and he told her to visit more often.
She got back to her new apartment, and arranged everything in their respective places. She checked the time and it was 5:40 pm.
She drove off to her cousin's workplace, Ashley was already there waiting for the normal old G wagon of Mr Tife to come take her home.
Olivia was in the car looking at her, and smiling. She was a bit far from her.
One of Ashley’s staff approached her, a guy. “Are you waiting for your G wagon to come carry you,” he said in a mockery tune.
Olivia seeing what was happening immediately drove the Rolls Royce Sweptail towards them.
They both turned to look at the expensive car.
Olivia came out.
“Ashley let's be going,” she said.
Ashley immediately, entered, and brought out her middle finger for her staff mate.
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