Chapter 22
Elena’s POV
After showering, I got an alert from Damien. He had wired a huge amount of money into my account specifically for the shares and also to get myself a new phone. Afterwards, he instructed that I meet with his personal assistant for a little session on how to go about things before eventually taking any further steps.
I changed into a corporate black dress and packed my hair into a neat bun. I casted one glance at myself and forced a confident smile on my face. I made my way out of the room with my hand bag clutched tight to my hands. Vanessa had left the house a while ago so there was utter silence in the house. I was more than grateful to God for that, I would not have to bicker around with someone as irrelevant as her.
I walked into the living room and met Damien’s mother sitting comfortably on the couch, she had a bored look on her face and that was when it suddenly clicked to me that Damien was right. Vanessa kept his mother good company. She looked so bored that i was beginning to pity her.
I walked towards the front door, ignoring the death glares she kept shooting at my direction. Just as I was about to push the front door open, I heard Damien’s mother yell “Wait!”
I sighed in frustration and muttered a cuss under my breath. I was so close to leaving this hell hole. I turned to gaze at Damien’s mother with a fake smile.
“Yes mother? What can I help you with?” I asked through gritted teeth.
“Are you seriously asking me that? I have not had anything to eat all morning and you plan to leave the house just like that. Do you not cook for my son at all?” She snapped at me.
I gulped a lump–down my throat as I realized that Damien and I barely ever ate homemade food. I was mostly ordering stuffs to eat while Damien ate out, åfter all he never liked me cooking.
“I have to leave for work.” I stated, I paused to rub the back of my neck.
“Perhaps you could order something to eat and then I promise to make dinner after I return.” I said.
Surprisingly for me, Damien’s mother choked out a hysteric laughter. She started laughing uncontrollably that it was beginning to look really suspicious. What was so funny to her?
Her laughter finally subsided. She cleared her throat and questioned.
“I thought you were jobless. Did you suddenly get a job overnight or are you just making up an excuse not to spend time at home with your mother in law?” She raised a brow at me.
I scoffed in response. Why was she making it seem like she wanted to spend some time with me too? She hated me, obviously.
“It is a lot more complicated than you think mother in law.” I said empahsizing the words mother in law.
Damien’s mother rolled her eyes at me. “I want macaroni and grilled bacon for breakfast.” She barked out an order.
For the second time in a row, I had to scoff at how authoritative she sounded. Was this some kind of restaurant to her? Why was she making such a stressful order this morning? Where was I supposed to get the ingredients to make Mac and grilled bacon?
I rubbed the back of my neck in frustration and gazed at the wall clock. The time was ten minutes past nine AM which meant I was ten minute my appointment with Damien’s personal assistant.
“I am so sorry mother but I can not help you with that. I promise to make it up to you!” Isquealed
Without wasting anymore time, I sturded out of the house, ignoring Danden’s mother as she consistently yelled my name Thatly be a bad to Smiley cafe shop where Damien’s personal assistant would be waiting for me
08:22 Tue, 10 Jun T
Chapter 22
The drive to Smiley cafe was half an hour, it was usually lesser than that but the traffic on the road today was hectic. I got off the taxi and handed the driver his money and an additional tip so that I could have a good day ahead of me.
+38
Stepping out of the taxi made me smile, I felt so alive. It had been a while since I had stepped out of that prison disguised as a house, as a matter of fact, it felt like it had been centuries since 1 last stepped out of the house.
I hurriedly made my way towards the open cafe. The only problem was that I did not know what Damien’s personal assistant looked like and i did not have my phone with me. My eyes scanned the open area, searching for anyone who looked corporate. My eyes finally landed on a women dressed in a grey suit, she had an ID card hanging carelessly on her neck and when I leaned to get a closer look, I saw the name of Damien’s company imprinted below.
The lady had already caught me gazing. She rose to her feet and forced a smile on her face. “You must be Mr Damien’s wife?” She questioned.
I nodded my head at her and hastily flashed her an apologetic look.
“I am so so sorry for being late, I had to handle some family issues at home.” I said with pleading eyes.
She waved it off with a small smile.
“I understand you perfectly.” She was beautiful, she looked extremely young and i noticed she was wearing matching colours with Damien. Was that some sort of work ethic? For a moment, I felt angry but then I suddenly snapped out of it when I realized that I was only being jealous for no reason.
“I am Kira and I will be guiding you on how to go about the shares.” She said, her smile never wavering.
“Shall we begin?”
