Episode four
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ENCOUNTER WITH THE BILLIONAIRE.
The incident that happened in that office building would never ever depart from my mind.
I got this job, right?
Yes!
But, I had to lose the contract, because I refused to warm his bed. That was the most disgusting misconduct that I have ever experienced.
Now, I had to cry back home, while trekking by foot. I really needed some time to process what had just happened to me.
"Dear God, what am I going to do right now?" I asked that question, while looking up to the heavens. I was outright devastated.
To make matters worse, my job at that bar has also ended. That wicked supervisor would be the last person to accept me back.
Indeed, this was the worst phase of me. Being a state that I couldn't fend for myself. To make matters worse, the homeowner was also on my neck about his rent.
Gosh! What do I do now?
"Watch where you're going to, Miss..." The driver of a car that almost hit me spoke in anger. It was after he said those words that I realized that I had stepped into the middle of the road.
That was really disturbing.
"I'm... I'm... I'm sorry..." I apologized amidst the stammer.
What was I even going to do?
What was I going to tell my mother, after raising all her hopes high?
What?
"You better watch where you're going to, or you risk being knocked down like a piece of trash," the driver said, and drove off hastily.
At that point, I didn't know where I was heading to. Couldn't go home because of my homeowner, and I also couldn't go back to the hospital because I didn't know what to tell my mum.
Just as I was still pondering thoughts, I heard the honk of a car from a distance, and I raised my head and realized that it was the same car that I had alerted to earlier.
Well, I focused on my thoughts, as I felt like they were obviously waiting for someone else.
"Young lady, the car in front is obviously waiting for you." Someone nudged me from the back, and I gasped.
"Me?" I didn't even get a reply, as the stranger walked past me.
Now, I had to hasten my steps a bit, so that I'd know why the car in front was waiting for me.
"Young woman, why do you look devastated and disturbed?" A thick baritone voice asked me from the back seat, and just then the car windows were wiped down.
Honestly, I couldn't contain such handsomeness from a man. He had a nice physique, white teeth, dimples, very pink lips, a straight nose, sea-blue eyes and many other attributes that I couldn't describe.
"Are you okay, young lady?" His thick voice brought me back to reality.
At this point, I didn't know the answer to give him. I didn't know if it was wise to tell him my life story, or just lock up my identity.
"I'm... Yes... No... "I'm sorry, I..." I couldn't bring myself to think straight.
The thoughts that I had going on in my mind were really overwhelming and extremely confusing.
"Say no more. "You can hop into the car, let's take you home," he said with a fine smile.
"I'm okay, sir. Thank you..." I blurted.
He paused for a while, before saying a word to me.
"Does it look like I intend to harm you?" he asked with a calmer voice. "Now, you can get into the car let's take you home..." He said to me again, and I didn't have a choice than to oblige.
After all, I wasn't a celebrity that would be kidn*pped, because even if anyone decided to kidnap me at this instant, no one was going to pay any ransom.
"Urmm, thank you, sir." I said to him with a warm smile.
He looked at me, and smiled back.
"You don't need to be scared of anything," He said. "I'm not going to harm you. So, where do you live, do that we can drop you off?" He asked, and my heart skipped for a second.
Did I need to tell him the truth about my identity, or did I have to pretend like everything was alright?
Well, I would narrate my life story to him.
"Life hasn't been fair to me." I finally spoke up, and he turned around to listen to me.
"What is the matter with you?" He asked me, and I cried out in despair.
My story was really a very sad one.
"I'm at the point of being evicted from my home by my homeowner. He has even served me a court order to vacate him property." I struggled to hold back my tears.
"Is that just the issue?" He asked me with so much calmness.
Honestly, his question really shocked me.
"Not just that. My life is in shambles, sir." I muttered in tears and pain.
"Young Miss, you need to speak up, so that your help can start from somewhere." He said to me.
"Fine. I'd speak. My mother is in her final level of lung cancer, and the doctor told me yesterday that she had just less than three months to live. "Now, where do I get money for her treatments?" I cried in tears.
Even though he looked so much like a hard man, I could tell that he was moved by my story, to a certain level.
"There's no need to cry," he said to me with a smile. Change your direction. Let's move to my bar." He said to the driver.
"Yes, sir." The young man responded.
"So, your major problem is your house rent, and money for your mother's chemotherapy, right?" The man asked.
I stared at him to be sure that I wasn't dreaming.
"Yes... Yes, sir." I responded.
Just then, we arrived at a very familiar bar. It was at the bar
What I work at.
"I own this place," He said with a smile. "Let's go in." He ordered, and I obliged immediately.
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