Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Today, I wake up early. It's six in the morning and I was still sleepy. I went downstairs after wearing my uniform for today's work. I forgot to say, Sir Dashnell gave me five clothes that I'll be using whenever I'm at work. It's free.

It wasn't too tight but actually fine. I looked good with this kind of uniform.

I saw Aunt in the kitchen, cooking our breakfast. I went to her place and kissed her cheeks. "Good morning, Ta." I greeted her and looked around. "Where's Gina?" I asked when I didn't saw her.

"Good morning, Flaire. Gina is still sleeping I guess. Her class starts at 10:00 am as what she said yesterday night." Aunt said.

I went to the drawer where the dishes located and prepare for our plates. I helped her to arrange the fruits in the basket.

"Flaire, our expenses our getting bigger here. Can't you get your advance salary? We don't have any enough money right now. Gina will have her examination next week." Aunt said problematically as she sat next to me.

I closed my eyes and sighed. "I'll try, Ta. It's only my second day in the company and I don't think I can get the advance salary for my work. But I'll really try." I said.

Money is really our main problem. Money can do a lot of things. You can buy everything in this world, even people. If you have money, you're powerful. If you don't have money, you're useless. I gritted my teeth because that how it works.

I arrived at exactly 7:30 am in the company and I am confident that I am not late. I passed the entrance gate and I saw Paul in the guardhouse. He seems...sad? What happened?

"Hey, good morning!" I greeted him when I passed by him and he didn't even notice me. "Oh, hi Flaire." He said unsurely.

"Is there any problem, brother?" I asked a concern. I looked around to find Jake and I was confused when I didn't saw him. "Where's Jake?" I asked.

He shook his head. "He got fired, Flaire. He lost his work." He sadly said. My lips parted after I heard him say that. Did he get fired? But why? He was here yesterday and he didn't do anything wrong so what's the reason?

"How did that happened?" I asked. He shook again his head. "I don't know, Flaire." He simply said.

I bid my goodbye to him when I thought I was going to be late. I still can't believe that Jake got fired. I mean, he became my friend. We didn't talk that much but at least, I still consider him as my friend because they help me to get this job.

I am now standing here in front of the door of our office at exactly 7:40 am. I am really early in today's work! Good job, Cashedy!

I raised my hand to knocked on the door. It opened and that's when I noticed that it wasn't locked.

I saw Sir Dashnell but he's not alone. There's a guy sitting on the couch and they are talking. When they noticed me, the guy stood up and smile immediately.

"Hey, beautiful." He said while smiling. Crap. He's obviously a womanizer. He looks good looking but unfortunately, the womanizer isn't my type.

To avoid being called snob and to give some respect, I greeted him back. "Good morning, sir." I licked my lower lip when I felt it begun to dry.

"What's your name, darling? Are you his new secretary?" He sweetly asked but it won't affect me. He tried to touch my hand but a voice echoed that made him stop.

"Fuck you, Fresh. Don't flirt my secretary." Sir Dashnell firmly said with so much authority.

The guy he called Fresh just laughed at his reaction and raised his hands. I diverted my gaze to him. Is he angry again?

"Don't tell me this girl is your type?" Fresh teased. I wanted to cover my ears so I won't hear him answer that question.

But my head betrayed me as I turned my head up and looked at my boss who's looking at me too.

"She's not my type, bastard. Shut up."

***

I am sitting here alone in the chair and eating the food I ordered. I am here in the canteen provided by the company inside. The foods are free too but you have limitation cards for everyday meals.

I went here after lunch came. Sir Dashnell left together with the guy named Fresh and said they're going to a meeting. He also said I can go home early and just finish his papers need to be pass tomorrow.

He doesn't want you. You're not his type. I don't know but remembering what he said was almost hurting me. I wasn't even expecting him to say that he likes me but hey, I am standing there and he said it in front of me.

What do you even expect, Flaire? You're just his secretary and he is your boss. Come on, it's only your second day here and yet you're feeling that?

I must be crazy for talking to myself alone here.

He is perfectly handsome, check. He is goddamn rich, proven and tested. He owned a lot of villages, companies, airlines, mansions, islands, mention anything! It's validated. But he is also not my type!

Excuse me, he's not the only one who can say that! I can reject him, too!

Before I even notice, I was chopping this pizza in front of me brutally. I pouted and heavily sighed before finishing my lunch.

While walking in the corridor, I accidentally saw the strict lady who offered me work for being a janitress. Huh, I am now a secretary! I wanted to say it but anyway chose to be kind and greeted her.

"Good morning, ma'am," I said.

She arched her eyebrows and fires bloodshot eyes at me, directly to my face. What's her problem? Did she have mental issues? Crap!

"I can't believe you seduced sir Dashnell quite right. You, bitch!" She accuses and raised her right index finger in front of me.

I pointed myself obviously and narrowed my eyes at her. Was she on drugs?! So crazy. If only I wasn't a respectful person enough, I did slap her hard even before she could say that.

"I'm sorry ma'am but I didn't know what you're trying to imply. Excuse me." I excused myself and passed her by. I went to the elevator and get inside rapidly. I thought she was going to follow me but thanks to god she didn't.

Why does everyone here think that I seduce our boss? Yes, I did not graduated from college. I don't have any experience with computers and being a secretary. And I am still eighteen. But it wasn't my problem that the owner of this company hired me.

I felt lonely while typing the documents we need to pass for tomorrow because I am alone at my desk. When will he go back?

It's already evening and I am arranging all my things because I already finished what I need to do for this day. I closed the computer and stands up. It's 7:12 pm in the evening and my work closes at 8:00 pm but since my boss isn't here and I don't have anything more to do, I'll go home early.

So much for this day. The only reason why I worked for this because I need money. No other than that. I don't need a relationship and my boss, telling that he doesn't like me, does not important at all.

Next chapter