correct?” she asked in confirmation.
“Yes.”
“And you pay a portion of your father’s medical fee? Is your salary enough to cover those expenses?”
“Yes,” I replied softly as I stared at her. “How do you know all these?” I asked absent-mindedly.
“You applied for me, Andy. We have your background file with us,” she answered with a smile, “I also read that you applied as an art curator for our new gallery.”
“Wait, you own Galleria de Belle?” I asked, stunned.
“Yes. An art gallery is a good investment,” she replied with a soft chuckle. This was when I finally saw her familiar blue eyes. They were the same tint of blue as Mr. Mogul’s and were luminous in the light.
“Here is my offer,” she started after a brief pause, her demeanor serious and professional, “You can have the job as my art curator if you come and work for me for the next three months before the gallery opens.”
“Why?” I was stunned by her offer. Where is she going with this?
“I fired my last assistant, and I’m in need of one right away. You don’t have to worry. The pay is very handsome. It’s about forty-five thousand a month. I’ll even throw in an apartment. After all, I don’t want my assistant homeless,” she replied with an enthusiastic smile.
I stared at her with my eyebrows raised. The woman just looked down on me in an uncanny manner, just like her brother before her. I mentally snorted at the similarities. “That is very generous of you, Ms. Maxwell, but why me?” I asked again, unfazed by the offer.
“Back to the topic about my brother... So far, you are the only woman who was able to look past his physical appearance and face him straight on. I’ve never known any woman, who isn’t me, my mother, nor his assistant who can do that to him,” she replied with a smirk.
“So?”
“So...” she paused for a second. “Since my office is beside his, I’ll finally get some work done without my assistant drooling over my brother,” she continued, her tone condescending and blunt.
“Right... So that means I’ll be seeing him more often?” I asked, though the answer was obvious.
“Yes. You will be seeing him every day.”
I stood up from my chair, my face blank. This was the greatest job offer I’ve ever had in my life. But, there was just that one catch. Why does the thing you want to avoid always finds you and bites you in your behind? It didn’t add up. I can’t be the only person who was indifferent towards her brother. However, I had seen him in a suit, and I have to admit that he is good-looking. I pursed my lips from the image that popped in my mind and shoved it away.
I paced for a second as I thought of my reply. Alexandra sat there, staring at me patiently. I can see the gleam of amusement in her eyes. That was probably because she knew she was giving me an offer I couldn’t refuse. I thought of some way to get out of it, but I needed the money. Plus, the apartment benefit would get me out of the homeless status. But was it worth it?
I stopped pacing and turned to face her. Alexandra sat up straight in her chair, ready to listen to my reply.
“I accept your offer, Ms. Maxwell. Though, I have a request,” I stated.
“What is it?” she asked, slightly taken off guard by my words.
“Can I have the weekend off?” I asked shyly, mentally squirming under her scrutiny.
Then, her eyes softened as she replied, “Of course. I don’t want to take away your time with your father.”
“Thank you. So, when do I start?” I asked enthusiastically, which made her laugh in delight.
For the rest of the night, Alexandra allowed me to work my last shift at the club. Jack wasn’t pleased to know that his partner’s sister had stolen his new staff member. But he was happy for me. Not once did he show how inconvenient it would be to find a replacement. I wanted to offer my dear friend, Terry, for the position. Before I could even say a word, the man in question was behind
“Yes.”
“And you pay a portion of your father’s medical fee? Is your salary enough to cover those expenses?”
“Yes,” I replied softly as I stared at her. “How do you know all these?” I asked absent-mindedly.
“You applied for me, Andy. We have your background file with us,” she answered with a smile, “I also read that you applied as an art curator for our new gallery.”
“Wait, you own Galleria de Belle?” I asked, stunned.
“Yes. An art gallery is a good investment,” she replied with a soft chuckle. This was when I finally saw her familiar blue eyes. They were the same tint of blue as Mr. Mogul’s and were luminous in the light.
“Here is my offer,” she started after a brief pause, her demeanor serious and professional, “You can have the job as my art curator if you come and work for me for the next three months before the gallery opens.”
“Why?” I was stunned by her offer. Where is she going with this?
“I fired my last assistant, and I’m in need of one right away. You don’t have to worry. The pay is very handsome. It’s about forty-five thousand a month. I’ll even throw in an apartment. After all, I don’t want my assistant homeless,” she replied with an enthusiastic smile.
I stared at her with my eyebrows raised. The woman just looked down on me in an uncanny manner, just like her brother before her. I mentally snorted at the similarities. “That is very generous of you, Ms. Maxwell, but why me?” I asked again, unfazed by the offer.
“Back to the topic about my brother... So far, you are the only woman who was able to look past his physical appearance and face him straight on. I’ve never known any woman, who isn’t me, my mother, nor his assistant who can do that to him,” she replied with a smirk.
“So?”
“So...” she paused for a second. “Since my office is beside his, I’ll finally get some work done without my assistant drooling over my brother,” she continued, her tone condescending and blunt.
“Right... So that means I’ll be seeing him more often?” I asked, though the answer was obvious.
“Yes. You will be seeing him every day.”
I stood up from my chair, my face blank. This was the greatest job offer I’ve ever had in my life. But, there was just that one catch. Why does the thing you want to avoid always finds you and bites you in your behind? It didn’t add up. I can’t be the only person who was indifferent towards her brother. However, I had seen him in a suit, and I have to admit that he is good-looking. I pursed my lips from the image that popped in my mind and shoved it away.
I paced for a second as I thought of my reply. Alexandra sat there, staring at me patiently. I can see the gleam of amusement in her eyes. That was probably because she knew she was giving me an offer I couldn’t refuse. I thought of some way to get out of it, but I needed the money. Plus, the apartment benefit would get me out of the homeless status. But was it worth it?
I stopped pacing and turned to face her. Alexandra sat up straight in her chair, ready to listen to my reply.
“I accept your offer, Ms. Maxwell. Though, I have a request,” I stated.
“What is it?” she asked, slightly taken off guard by my words.
“Can I have the weekend off?” I asked shyly, mentally squirming under her scrutiny.
Then, her eyes softened as she replied, “Of course. I don’t want to take away your time with your father.”
“Thank you. So, when do I start?” I asked enthusiastically, which made her laugh in delight.
For the rest of the night, Alexandra allowed me to work my last shift at the club. Jack wasn’t pleased to know that his partner’s sister had stolen his new staff member. But he was happy for me. Not once did he show how inconvenient it would be to find a replacement. I wanted to offer my dear friend, Terry, for the position. Before I could even say a word, the man in question was behind
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