Chapter five
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Miranda had just gotten back from shopping with Ava. She was so exhausted after the shopping that she went straight up to her room and slumped on the bed tired.
She had told Ava about her starting work on Monday. That was the biggest mistake she made that afternoon because Ava forced her to buy a lot of corporate wear.
Miranda smiled, reminiscing about the moment. It felt so good to finally have a friend. She still missed her parents though, but the Volkovs made sure she didn't lack anything. She was grateful for that. She soon fell asleep.
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It was Monday and Miranda was going to start working. Ava had made it upon herself to dress her up for her first day. She believed that first impressions would last forever, so she had to make her look extremely hot.
Miranda screamed as she looked in the mirror after Ava was done with her makeup.
"What's wrong? Why'd you scream like that?" Ava asked.
"There's no damn way I'm going to the office looking like this. I look like I'm going to seduce the boss," Miranda cried.
Ava chuckled slightly "I don't doubt that. You look so hot."
Miranda nodded
"Well, I agree with you on that. It does look pretty to me."
Ava flipped her hair dramatically.
"Thank me later, baby"
"Your point is made, but still, it's an office, not a party," Miranda said, heading to the bathroom to wash off her makeup.
"Okay let's just fix something light for ya" Ava screamed after her.
"Noppp" Miranda said, emphasizing the 'p'.
Miranda came back to see that Ava had selected her outfit. A short straight skirt, white shirt, a black suit and black kitten heels to match. And then the girls had another fun banter about hair. Ava suggested she keep it down while Miranda wanted to tie it into a bun.
"Keep it down. That way, you can be professional and sexy at the same time," Ava said.
"No. If I do it like that, people are not going to take me seriously. It's my first day. I don't want anyone hitting on me. I'll look strictly professional if it's in a bun." Miranda argued.
"But your blonde curly hair will look so sexy if it's down. Just imagine how hot you'd look if you flipped it. You didn't allow me to put makeup on you, at least listen to this one." Ava said, making a puppy eye.
"Don't give me that look. You know I'll not be able to ignore it. Okay fine, we'll keep it down", Miranda sighed.
"Yay!" Ava squealed happily.
After they were done, they both went downstairs to have dinner with the rest of the family.
"You look beautiful, my dear", Marie complimented.
"Thank you ma'am," Miranda replied with a smile.
"I see you're prepared for your first day" Fred asked.
"Yes sir I am."
"Good. The driver will be taking you to the office. He is outside. Go meet him when you're done with your meal."
"Okay sir"
Fred received a call and excused himself from the table.
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Miranda arrived at the company in a black porsche. She stepped out of the car, scanning the environment with her eyes. It was about 14 floors. Tidal Wave Tech was broadly inscribed at the top of the building.
"This way, ma'am", the driver escorted her inside. They walked into the reception and all eyes turned to her.
Miranda felt embarrassed and blamed herself for her choice of clothing. She made a mental note not to ever allow Ava to choose her clothes again. The driver walked to the receptionist and whispered some words to her.
The driver walked back to her
"Please come with me, ma'am".
The driver led her to the elevator. They got to the top floor and entered into an office. Miranda marveled at the interior of the office. She was still admiring the office, and she didn't notice that the driver who took her had left. She turned when she heard voices approaching. She saw Tyler walk in with a man behind him who was carrying a file. She was shocked for a while. She had no idea Tyler was the owner of the company. No one at home told her that. She quickly recollected herself and tilted her head forward.
Tyler ignored her and walked straight to his seat. He only acknowledged her presence after he was seated.
"Good morning, Miss Anderson. You will be joining this company as a secretary. Your office is right opposite mine. Your first assignment every morning will be to get me a cup of coffee starting right now. The company's cafeteria is on the fifth floor. You're dismissed." Tyler said calmly before burying his head in a bunch of files.
Miranda stood there trying to register what had just happened. She looked at the man standing beside her with a pleading eye.
"Coffee now," the man mouthed.
She nodded her head and left the room.
Miranda headed towards the elevator still trying to wrap her mind around the incident that happened a few minutes ago. She wondered how she was going to survive having Tyler as her boss. She wondered how all his employees tolerated his attitude. The elevator made a dinging sound indicating she had reached her destination. She walked towards the coffee machine and wondered what kind of coffee she should make. He didn't tell her what type he liked. She decided to settle for a latte with whipped cream.
She took the coffee into his office and met him still rummaging through his files. She didn't see the man this time.
"Here sir," she handed the coffee to him. Tyler took a look at the coffee.
"Miss Anderson, I figured you'd be a smart person since you know how to whistle your way into getting what you want," Tyler said.
"W…what do you mean by that sir?" Miranda stuttered.
"You didn't ask me what kind of coffee I would like, you just brought the kind of coffee you wanted. Isn't that a dumb thing for a pretty face like you to do?" Tyler said, raising an eyebrow.
Miranda exhaled heavily, trying to calm herself down from getting all riled up by this man.
She put on a smile and said
"What kind of coffee would you like sir?"
"Black coffee," Tyler said, returning his gaze to the files he was working on.
"Coming right up sir", she left the room.
“He is rude,” she muttered to herself as she walked out of the office.
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