Chapter 20: Bitch, that's who you are!
Maxson who couldn't take off his mind regarding the call with Joan tonight had already gotten home so early, the servants of his mansion were so surprised. "It is unlike him to come back home early". They said between themselves.
He went to his bedroom, took a quick shower, rest in his bed and took a nap. He wanted to sleep for sometime before waking up to phone her so he could talk longer with her.
It was exactly 9pm, Maxson had set an alarm to wake him up from sleep. The alarm rang, he stood up and went to wash his face. He came back to the bed, took his phone and dialed her contact.
The phone rang severally before dropping, he tried the second time and the third time. He felt so worried, so worried that he felt sad because nobody picked.
One of his servant came to knock on his door, to ask him if he wasn't eating. Maxson declined, he told her to leave immediately.
Lost in thoughts, his phone rang. "Good evening Maxson". Joan said with a low tone.
"Joan, I called you about three times but you didn't pick, what happened?". He asked worriedly.
"It nothing, I was in the bathroom earlier. I got home not quite long". She said calming him.
"Okay then. So what happened at work? You told me you might loose your job, you can talk to me Joan". Maxson sat down properly on his bed.
"Yes". She sighed. "There is this man at my workplace, he is the director in our restaurant. What he does mostly is to bully girls, insult and act the way he likes. I was the head of the Chef department before, but because of him I was demoted to a waitress post". She said sadly.
Maxson was so upset hearing what she had said."Why didn't you complain to your head boss?". He asked feeling curious.
"No one can, we rather accept it that way, because our head boss is the director's brother in law. So nobody could report him, or else we want to risk your job". She said calmly.
"Now I understand. So what really happened between you and the director. He tried insulting you?". Maxson replied.
"A particular day, while I was a chef cooking, he brought in a girl to the restaurant. He told me to prepare some food for him, I had to tell him to hold on for me to prepare customers' meal. He asked me why I would delay him because of some customers, he said I need to leave whatever I was doing and start preparing his". She sighed.
"I tried explaining to him, but all didn't turn on deaf ears alone, I also had to take a slap from him. I was mocked and embarrassed. Why would he slap me? I asked myself".
"In between, with annoyance he sent the lady he brought in away, telling me he wants me to take her place instead since I provoked him". She paused.
"You can go on, you don't have to be scared". Maxson thought she was scared of speaking. "He took me forcefully by my hand, dragged me into his office upstairs. All I could do was shouting and pleading. He rough handled me as he was dragging me, I began to cry. When he sees my noise was becoming too much, he annoyingly left me and told me I am demoted already. I couldn't complain because at least he had let me go". She said almost crying.
"Okay so why losing your job after being demoted? Do you offend him again?". He asked feeling concerned.
"Scared of him seeing me speaking to people who isn't even our customer. His anger might kindled again and he might sack me finally". She explained.
"Joan, you will be fine. Tomorrow morning, send me your application letter and resume, I'll get back to you". He said confidently.
"Huh? What are you trying to do?". She asked not understanding his move.
"Don't worry about that, just send to my email tomorrow morning, I texted you my email already". He said.
"Okay then, I have to go. Thanks for tonight". She appreciated and say goodbye.
After the call had been cut, Maxson reminisced about everything Joan had told him. He wanted to ask about the Director's name but he restrained himself so he wouldn't scare her. His relationship with Joan is just growing, he doesn't want anything to cut it off, he was trying to just focus on them.
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Aria who was still at the Silver family called her sister in law. She knew how well her big brother had been taking care of her.
"Hello sis". She had said.
"How are you Aria?". Flora smiled and replied.
"Fine and you?". She said smiling too.
"I am good now. Thanks for calling this late, but why haven't you sleep yet?". She asked curiously.
"Nothing actually. I wanted to draft down something before sleeping". She said. "Good to hear you are fine, I had to dodge my way from letting anybody know about it". Aria added.
"Ohh, I really appreciate you. I am really good now, if not for your brother still holding me down at home. He told me not to work for a week, isn't that too much?". Flora complained.
Aria laughed before speaking. "I see, my big brother is always overprotective of his own things, you can't blame him". She said.
"Opps, I'll adapt with it then". She said pouting her mouth. "So what are you drafting? Do call on me or Beauty if you need our assistance, we are always available to help you dear". She said talking like an elder sister.
"Sure sis, I surely will". She replied. "Okay sis, do have a goodnight rest. Byeee". She greeted.
"Yes darling and you too". The call ended.
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It was past 10pm, Presch hadn't been home yet, Cylene was sick worried about her daughter. She had tried calling her but her phone was switched off, she called Broe also but his line wasn't reachable. She knew they might be with each other, but her mind wasn't settled yet.
As she was pacing around, there came a sound from the door. Royce staggered in being drunk, his body reeking of alcohol. Cylene had thought it was her daughter, she looked at the door and saw the human entering. "Fool! Get out of the way and let my daughter come in". She said to her son.
"Mum, am I not your son? Why can't you give me a hug, like mother like son". He said stuttering.
Cylene looked at him and ignored him. "Ohh, am I condemned too as you did to dad?". Cylene was about slapping him when Presch came in. "Mum, why are you not sleeping by this time? I am so sorry for coming late". She walked in to her mother.
"It fine dear, go upstairs, freshen up and rest. We would talk tomorrow". She told her daughter.
Presch nodded and went upstairs. "Sis, give me the money that motherfucker gave you. He should come collect permission before taking you away". Royce said again.
Presch didn't even look back to answer him, she was so tired for any drama this night. "When you are ready, you would go to your room yourself". Cylene said to Royce and hissed.
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It was 9pm in the morning, Flora decided to go for a personal shopping. She had taken permission from her husband who had gone to the company, she didn't want to bother anyone so she had went alone.
On her way back finding a cab back home, Broe saw her standing by the road side.
Broe was also on his way going to work. When he saw Flora, the memories he had had with her flooded his mind and head, he didn't know why, he just parked his car beside her.
"Good morning, come in let me give you a lift". He said to her.
Flora didn't even know he was the one until he came out of his car. "Mr Broe, I never told you I need your help, go your way". She replied.
Nearby was someone recording them. "Flora, I want to apologize for the past, I never mean to hurt you". Broe explained, he couldn't catch on why he was apologizing to her.
Flora laughed. "Leave until I call the police on you, we don't have anything to do with each other anymore. Can't you be sensible for once?". She complained.
"I I I, okay but let me help you with a lift". He said pleading.
"I should come into your car as what? A slut like your wife? Or what?". She asked looking at him as if he was dumb.
"It better you leave until I shout on you, I am sure you know my husband well". She said smiling.
Broe was surprised to hear that she was married, he felt disappointed in himself. He left embarrassingly, entered his car and drove off.
Few minutes after, Presch drove to that same location Flora was standing. She parked and came out of her car, she had put a tracking device on Broe's phone, she had monitored him this morning.
Presch came out shouting. "Isn't it fair enough you climb your way into the rich man's bed? Why disturbing my own husband again. Why do you have to steal your sister's husband again". She shouted at Flora not minding the public.
"You are just a bitch, a bitch, that's who you are!". She said nearing Flora.