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Chapter 2

CHELSEA’S POV

I stirred in my bed, sunlight creeping into my room through the window, the radiance warming my face, I groaned in pain. It’s morning again, I woke up just a few minutes before my alarm rang again, I got up and turned it off before it could go off.

“Chelsea,” I heard Cordelia’s voice from the other end of the room, and then I heard her footsteps as she reached my room, she didn’t knock she simply charged in through the door. She was already dressed in her uniform. “Oh, you are up.”

“Yes,” I moaned in pain, I drank myself out, and now I have a terrible hangover. “I see you are going to school.”

“Yes, I am.” She smiled, her blond hair was weaved into pretty pigtails, my eyes landed on the piece of paper in her hands, and I raised my eyebrows curiously. “The landlord came by this morning.”

“Oh shit,” I cursed under my breath, we are due on rent, and the old man wouldn’t stop nagging me. “Give it to me.”

“Here, you go.” She handed it to me and a frown creased my eyebrows as I read through the content of the letter, it was a quit notice, and he demanded every bit of money we owed or he would press charges. This is the cheapest place we could afford to stay in.

“Did he say anything else?” I asked hopefully.

“No, he simply gave me the letter and left,” Cordelia answered, and she sat on my bed. “Is anything the problem? What did the letter say? Do we have to move?”

“No,” I lied. “Don’t worry about it, I will speak to the landlord.” I didn’t want her to worry about anything, she was a child and she needed to focus on her studies, as her elder sister, I was going to handle all this hard stuff.

“Are you sure?” her voice came softer as she palmed my red hair. “Don’t beat yourself too hard, okay? We can move down to the countryside, and stay in aunt’s farm if things get worse.”

“No,” I muttered getting off the bed. “You know how much Aunt hates us, we can’t go there.”

“But she is still family and has offered to take us in,” she defended. “Family sticks together in times of need.”

“What about your school?” I whispered. “Don’t tell me you will drop out? I told you I don’t want you to end up like me.”

“But we can’t afford the tuition, I won’t be allowed to write my final exams anyway.” Cordelia was so quick to resign to fate, and it breaks my heart. “We just keep piling up the bills, Chelsea, it’s okay to give up now, this is a fight we can’t win.”

“We haven’t even tried our best yet,” I whispered back, tears stirring in my eyes.

“Aunt promised to pay us if we work on the farm, and we can save up, I can go back to school later.” She advised hugging me from behind, “You keep drinking to knock yourself out, and I don’t want you to end up like dad.”

There was nothing I could say, I was unable to convince Cordelia until she left for school, I dropped back into bed, and for a second I couldn’t help but agree that she was right.

I can’t keep this up, but at the same time I didn’t want to just give up like that, I let out a frustrated sigh.

I stared at the pamphlet in my hands, Hezron Cooperation, this was my last resort if I was unable to secure a job i cooperation, then I might not have any other choice but to do as Cordelia had advised.

I took out my favorite and my best suit, the reason why I lost my previous interview was because I wasn’t dressed adequately. The wools were sticking out of my dress, I pulled it slightly and sighed again hoping it wouldn’t be obvious.

I stood at the tall and imposing building before me, my anxiety coming back, I clenched my fist tightly as I proceeded into

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the building. I shouldn’t be frightened neither should I cower.

I approached the reception desk, and a friendly pair of blue eyes greeted me, with a smile to accompany it. “Hi, welcome to Hezron Cooperation. Can I help you?” The receptionist, whose name is… Amanda asked in a soft and gentle voice.

“Hi, I’m Chelsea Findley. I’m here for the marketing manager interview?

The receptionist nodded. “Welcome Miss Chelsea, you’re right on time. Please take a seat and I’ll call you when it’s your turn.” She received some of the documents that I brought and I nodded before joining the dozens of the other candidates in waiting. My palms were sweaty but I maintained my composure, I am sure there are a lot of other candidates who will excel well, but the online ad stated they were employing for a lot of vacancies.

I hope I can fit anywhere, with pay as mouthwatering as what the company is offering. I could give Cordelia a better life and pay for her final exams, enroll her in a college, and be the big sister that she deserves.

Two hours later…

“Miss Chelsea Findley?” I heard a voice from across the lobby, and my eyes were met by the piercing brown eyes of a man, he was stylishly dressed, but he also wasn’t the man who came to pick up the rest of the women.

“Yes, that is me…” I answered as I got up from the chair and walked towards the man.

“Please come with me,” He said as he led me across the hallway.

“Is there any problem?” I asked feeling my resignation already, the interview hadn’t even started yet but I had already failed. “Why am I being taken to a different place?”

“The C.E.O himself would like to perform your interview.” He answered and I felt my heart rate increase in my chest, did he notice anything weird in my resume?

“Is there any reason?” I asked in a small voice and the man simply shrugged.

“I am not sure,” He answered briefly and I nodded, I understood that he didn’t want to speak, I suck in a deep breath, praying and hoping this goes well.

He walked me to the last office on the floor, and he stopped in front of a giant gray door, making me stop along with him, a silver palette was hung on with the words C.E.O. boldly written on it.

The man knocked lightly and paused for a while.

“Mr. Hezron, I brought the candidate just like you requested of me.” He announced I was quiet and unsure of what to do, my heart was hammering in my chest.

“Please come in…” There was a stiff voice at the end of the room, it rang with authority and intention, the man turned the doorknob and opened the door, urging me to go inside.

The cold air from the vent hit me as soon as I stepped inside the office, the office was a dark space, the lights were dull and colored, allowing me to only see where it was being turned on, it was a big vast space, with high–quality furniture and I felt my heart rate increased.

“Please come in further…” I heard the deep voice that belonged to the supposed CEO, even though I applied for a job here I was never interested in the CEO, but I have read so many articles about him. He was a billionaire when we were peers.

I was only interested in him because I was jealous of him, and now standing face to face with him, I see th between us both. He was like the heavens, the sky, the sun that was out of my reach.

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“Please take your seat, Miss Findley,” He urged his grey eyes narrowing at me slightly, as soon as I set my eyes on him I felt all the confidence flowing out of me.

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“Y–Yes sir…” I stammered as I pulled out the chair that was sitting opposite the desk he was on, his eyes were inspecting my files. “Thank you.”

1 said in an attempt to be polite.

“Your grades aren’t very impressive,” he said with a slight nod of disappointment, and I felt my heart roll backward, he was right. “According to your grades, you are not so qualified for the position.”

“Oh…” I muttered unsure of what to say I leaned forward to ask. “What position do you think I could take then?”

“Probably the janitor.” There was a slight grimace in his voice and I quieted, is he mocking me? Is he taunting me? I wasn’t s sure, but just as I was thinking, he suddenly chuckled, a small dark chuckle that made me jolt slightly. “Seems like you don’t have a very good sense of humor, Miss Findley, I was just kidding”

“Haha….” I mouthed nervously, “Pardon me, I am just a bit anxious today.”

“Then would you mind a glass of water?” He questioned handing me a bottle of water, my shaky hands reached for it.

“Thank you.”

“In your resume, it states that you once attended Gary Cooper High School. Is this correct?” he asked, and I felt my heart drop. It was a small High School on the outskirts of town, and no one in such a big company should hear about it.

“Yes,” I answered a bit hesitant.

“So, Miss Chelsea, do you recognize me?” he asked, and that was when I took the opportunity to admire his features. He was a very handsome man.

“No, am I supposed to?” I queried, my eyes tightening as my eyes lingered on his facial features, taking him in. He was incredibly handsome, just as I see him in the news, but I don’t remember meeting him anywhere.

“I am quite offended that you don’t remember me, I used to be your favorite back then in school.” Just as the words escaped his lips, I felt my heart twist in my chest, and a small pain shot up from underneath.

Could he be one of the people that was caught up in the scandal?

“I’m sorry?” I decided to play dumb instead.

“Please, I am sure you remember the boy named Noah Alvarez.” He pressed his hands on the table leaning in. “You can’t have forgotten him, you almost ruined his life or rather should I say, my life?”