Chapter 11

Gabby Zack sat down at a club bar drinking alone when a man came close to her. "Hello, baby." He sat down close and looked at her. "I know I would find you here." He seems to recognize her. "Why the mood? It's not like you."
Gabby looked at him not feeling interested. "Who are you?" She asked.
The man looked at her surprised and a bit angry that she doesn't know him. "Huh! Who am I? Don't tell me you don't know me." He said and touched her shoulder in a flirting way.
Gabby pushed his hand away. "I don't know who you are." She told him and stands up to leave
She got up to leave but he held her hand. "Hey, bitch!" He seems so angry now.
People in the club bar turned to see the scene happening and watched them.
Gabby looked at him with her cold eyes. "Let go of my hands this instance!" She shouts and hits his hands with her purse.
She freed her hand and glared at him. "I'm not interested to know whoever you think you are or are you naive or dumb to understand what I'm saying. You're not even a gentleman."
She scans him from head to toe degrading him. "Did you even check yourself on the mirror before coming here?" She asked him and held her nose. "Gosh, you smell like mud. Go freshen up if you want a fair lady, and shave cause your face looks disgusting. She told him and turned, leaving him stunned.
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Carlos Zack sat down with the New Zealand director in the VIP room of a restaurant. After eating they both discussed.
"After the rumour, or should I say news about your recent scandal, we were about to withdraw the contract, but seeing how you resolve this problem without much crisis, we have found you reliable and trustworthy for this business." The director told him with a smile.
Carlos smiled gently. "Thank you very much for putting your trust in me. I won't disappoint you, my company will make it possible to calm down this news airing now." Carlos said.
"I'm sure you are capable of all." The director nods with a little laugh.
Carlos's face became serious again. "About the production, have you concluded when they would come?" He asked.
"Yes." He hands a file to Carlos. "These are the steps and it should be this weekend." He told him
"We have already prepared everything. I'm expecting us to carry this out calmly. They both nods and continue their discussion.
Triffany Joey on the other hand came with delivery at the same restaurant. She knocked on a room door and opened it slowly.
"Your pizza is here." She announces. She saw a group of four men drinking alcohol and she entered in. "Hello, your pizza delivery has arrived." She told them.
They all looked up and exclaimed at the same time. "Wow, she's so pretty." Triffany looked down.
"Hey, you!" One called out and she looked up. "We don't need the pizza anymore." He told her.
"But you placed the orders." She told him.
"You're late." He said, drinking his alcohol.
"I'm sorry, there was traffic." Triffany apologized to them.
The boy scoffed. "And you left us waiting. We don't need it anymore!" His voice was raised.
Triffany bits her lower lips, she can't return the pizza since it has already been placed as ordered.
She looked at the table and saw some drinks and an idea came to her mind, she smiled. "If I finish two bottles of that alcohol then you would have to reconsider." She told them.
The man scoffed. "Two is little, why don't you drink four." He told her.
"I'll reconsider if you finish five bottles." Another one said looking at her with smiles on his face.
Triffany looked at him, she was not ready to back down now. "Okay then."
She went close to the table and they started cheering her up, she finished the first bottle and then the second."
One of them looked at her. "You're quite drunk with just two bottles why not give up now and pay for the drinks and head out with your Pizza." He told her laughing.
Triffany looked at him. "I don't give up easily." She took another bottle and finished it, she was already feeling tipsy.
"Whoa!" They looked at her amazed at how she drinks another.
"She's a good drinker." One laughed and gives her the fourth bottle and she struggled to drink it slightly drunk.
She knew they were having fun right now but she was not ready to give up, paying for the drinks and the pizza are to lose at her end.
She finished the fourth bottle and was resting. "I can do it.." she said softly as she puffs. She took the fifth bottle and looked at it.
"Hey that's okay, we're going to buy it." One stopped her from drinking the fifth bottle.
Triffany looked at them. "You know...I did not give up." She said drunk.
"Yes, we know."
They gave her the money and she staggered to the door. "Will she be okay?" One watched her with worry.
"I guess so, she's strong." The other said pouring himself another glass of alcohol.
"You made fun of her." They all laughed and continue their drinks.
Triffany went out of the door still drunk. "Why is the earth rotating." She leans on the wall smiling. "It would be nice if I leave this country while I'm circling." She waves her hand in circles and smiled drunkenly.
Carlos and the director finished their discussion and come out from the VIP room. Carlos saw her leaning on the wall and recognized her and scoffed.
The director saw this and looked at him. "Do you know her?" He asked.
"No. Let's go." He walked the director to his car, after a handshake, the director drove off.
Carlos looked back at the restaurant and went inside on second thought. "Hey." He looked at Triffany coldly with his hand in his pocket.
Triffany looked at him. "Do you want a pizza delivery.." She asked him with her drunk face looking at him.
Carlos looked at her and wonder if she doesn't recognize him or was it because she's drunk.
Triffany looked at him closely, he was so handsome and his appearance was like that of a wealthy man. "Oh, you're a rich man."
She smiled and looked at him with a handsome face. "Suit...tie...and handsome." She walked close to him and held his suit gently.
She tiptoed and kissed his lips gently with her red soft lips. Carlos was stunned.