CHAPTER 5
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Isabella just seemed not to flow with this woman's energy. She hated the whole vibe and all. This Nora of a woman seemed to be pompous and proud and.. "arrgh!" She mumbled under her breath.
Or was she just jealous? Maybe, but at this juncture, she didn't want to see this woman. Why would she call her 'bitches'? Is she crazy? Who does she thinks she is?
"Now, I want you all peeps to listen to me." Nora said, flaunting her hot body, revealing her hips and adjusting her huge breasts just to intimidate the lowlife ladies.
"I am Nora David. Alexander's wife. And as his wife, I demand y'all to show utter respect. If so much as one of you breaks as much as one rule around here, you'll be detained and sent home." Nora walked closer and posed in front of them. Then, she paced closer, speaking directly to their faces.
"Your main purpose here is to cook. Don't you f*****g interfere in any other thing, neither should I see any one of you speaking with my husband. You're just cooks! Are we clear?" She said gracefully and authoritatively and moved back to stretch her perfectly structured fingers behind her back.
"Yes ma'am. We're clear." All 9 ladies said, somewhat trembling with fear. Some wished they hadn't come here in the first place. The humiliation was just too much.
"Good! And if he comes to request anything from any of you, make sure to let me know!" Nora said and began to walk away gently, followed by her security guards.
"Excuse me madam.." a small voice called out. It sounded like a baby's voice in a room of giants. The voice was so sharp that Nora had to stop to see who that was.
"And who might that be?" Nora asked, seemingly irritated.
"I'm Isabella and I have a question." She said, not allowing her brain to think twice. She cursed herself so having stood up to speak, but if she hadn't spoken her heart out, she would feel worse.
"Okay, little brat. What does your filthy mouth have to ask?" Nora asked.
"Well, Miss. Nora, I have never met you anywhere, and I'm sure none of us seated here have met you before. Why then do you just barge in here to call us names, ma'am? Did we offend you somewhere? As a wife to Mr. Reynolds, aren't you supposed to show some courtesy for your employees ma'am?" Isabella asked and waited for a reply.
"Alrighty. You have f****d up big big time Isabella. Time to get whipped in the ass!" Isabella mumbled under her breath as she watched Nora walking back towards her.
Nora was dumbfounded. Her heart immediately began to plead for more air as she was gasping uncontrollably. Her eyes poped out.
She walked closer and closer to Isabella untill she got very close to the young lady.
Isabella could smell the beautiful aroma coming from the lady's body. Secretly, she adored Nora. She looked, dressed and smelled just like a celebrity.
"Paww!!!!" A sounding slap was swept across Isabella's face. It was so loud that it attracted the attention of all the staff in the HR department and a few others walking around.
Miles quickly ran out to see what had happened. He saw Nora boiling in anger, her hands hanging up in the air as if to land it a second time….
Isabella stood idle, holding her cheek and looking down. She felt so embarrassed and forced her tears to go back into her eyelids. In spite of all this, she never regretted saying what she said.
Nora was about to throw another punch at her when someone suddenly held her hand firmly. Everyone gasped.
Nora didn't care whom it was that held her hands. She just wanted to beat Isabella so badly that she would live to regret having a mouth.
"Get off me, you bastard. I must teach this little motherfucker that she does not belong here" Nora screamed and tried to break free from the person's hand, but it was firm and stronger than hers.
Nora must have assumed that it was simply one of her security guards, so she turned back and used her fist to hit the person before realising….
It was Alexander!!
Silence fell upon the whole room for about a minute or less. Nora's eyes popped. She found her mouth open wide. She just slapped Xander. She just slapped…
"Have you had enough Miss. Nora?" Xander asked as he turned his handsome face back at Nora, his eyes brimming fire and sulphur.
"Look, Xander. This is definitely not what you think. Isabella here was being rude and insultive. I…"
"Shut the f**k up Nora. Just shut up and leave. I don't want to have to remind you again!" He roared and pointed his hand towards the door.
Nora looked at Isabella with contempt. She had saved an eternal memory of hatred in her heart for Isabella.
"You'll regret this Isabella. I will personally…"
"Enough Nora. Leave now! Is this how you seek forgiveness?"
"No no no Xander. Just understand me. I was… I'm sorry. You know I'm never like this." Nora walked closer to him to touch him, but again, Miles interjected.
"I know. That's why I'm asking you to leave peacefully. Don't let me call security Nora."
Xander walked up to Isabella and held her shoulders.
"Miss. Are you okay?"
Isabella grabbed Xander's hands and pulled herself up, but immediately removed her hand from his. She didn't know why.
His hand was so soft that she wished she could hold on to it forever. She still couldn't believe she was seeing the popular Alexander Reynolds she saw only on her phone. Here she was, holding him.
Each breath she inhaled was the sweet smell of Xander's perfume. It smelled like heaven.
As they locked gaze, Isabella saw something in his eyes, well, asides his beautiful hazy eyes, she saw… pain, she saw agony. She was able to read it within those few seconds.
"Yes sir. I'm okay."
"What happened? Did Miss. Nora offended you?"
Isabella paused for a bit and watched as Nora looked at her with intense hatred standing at the door.
Nora was saying something to her, but it wasn't clear, since she was whispering. She read her lips. It sounded something like "I'll kill you!" followed by a hand gesture.
"Ummm. Yes sir. I'm at fault. I was the one who offended Miss. Nora. I never knew she was your wife, so I spoke rashly to her." Isabella was honest. Something she had never done before. Xander was changing things.
"Hmm.. alright then. Please, stay out of trouble and follow due protocols. We do not condone insolence here. Clear?"
"Yes sir. Clear. Thank you so much" Isabella pledged.
Xander called Miles and asked him to follow him.
Miles ran following him from behind.
As soon as they were outside the HR department, Xander stopped walking and turned to Miles who just got off a business call.
"Tell me, what really happened back there? And who is that Isabella? Do you have her information?"
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Isabella whewed. She was just about to get in a whole lotta mess before Mr. Alexander came to save her. But deep down, she really didn't regret what she had done. She spoke out her mind. And she had a close up view of Mr. Alexander.
"That was brave Isabella. I'd never do that. The name's Lois" a voice from behind her said.
Isabella turned back to see one of the ladies waiting to be screened. She was a little older than her. She looked like a newly wedded woman. Maybe with two kids. The woman was not so beautiful, but she had a perfect face structure and her hair was curly. She was just gorgeous. At least, in her own way.
"Oh. Hello Lois. Call me Bella. And thanks. I should never have done that. It was absolutely crazy, /" she chuckled.
"Well, I don't see it that way. I'd call it bravery."
"Haha" Isabella chuckled. "So, you must be a professional chef I suppose."
"Umm.. if you say so. I own a restaurant, but I left it in the care of my husband. He could run it while I work here. Really hoping to get the job"
"Me too. I heard the pay is f*****g huge."
"Yeah, what do you expect? And you know, you're a smart girl. You've got better chances with Mr. Alexander. I mean, working for Mr. Alexander." Lois chuckled and gave Isabella a sharp smile.
"Haha. Funny. We should just go get ready for some screening." Isabella said sarcastically.
Suddenly, Isabella's phone rang. It was Amanda.
She excused herself and picked up the call. "Hey babe what up?"
"Help!!! Bella. I need your help now! Dave's dead and they're after me…. I'm at Hatricia park and robbers are everywhere. They're…."
"Hello? Are you there? Amanda!!!"
The call disconnected.
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