CHAPTER 31

CHAPTER 31

I don't know what is really happening to me but I always find myself looking at my desk clock.

When I was organizing Jean's schedule, when I was typing reports and even during break times. It's really getting in to my nerves, so I decided set an alarm on my phone. I set it at 5:50 PM so I still have 10 minutes extra time to fix myself.

"You're looking at the clock again, Love." Jean said, while she's adjusting her glasses. She looks stressed about something.

I didn't know I was looking at the clock. "Ahhhh.... I sort of am having a dinner with Em..... with my friend." I replied.

You fool; you almost spat his name in front of your boss.

"A dinner with a friend huh?" said Jean, raising her brow. I just nod.

I know, I know, it sounds like something else.

"You can go now, so you can have time to prepare for this dinner with a friend.” she said smiling that looks like a smirk. "It's already 5:30 anyway."

"But I still need to finish this report. It's for tomorrow's deadline." I replied looking at the reports on my desk.

"The deadline was extended until next week. The Big Boss rescheduled it awhile ago that's why I came to see you. I know you're putting yourself glued on that report." Jean said. I creased my brows. It feels like it's something else is going on. And that brought me back to the folder I saw earlier.

I arranged myself; I know I looked nervous in an instant. Jean eyed me like saying well...what's that? She said nothing, she just went back to her office and before she closes it, she turns on me.

"Good luck with your dinner with Em..." and by that she closed the door.

You are in a really big big trouble Love.

I went to the restroom so I could freshen up.

"Hi.." said the woman when I entered. She's putting red lipstick.

"Hello..." I replied smiling. It's good to be friendly you know?

When she finished putting her lipstick, she faced me and lay her hands on me. "I'm Martha by the way." she said smiling at me. It's not one of those plastic smiles I get from my other co workers here.

She looks like she's not an employee here because she dresses well. I don't know what designer clothes she's wearing but it looks expensive. It's a gray dress with laces and she's wearing a white stilettos. Her hair is brunette and it's wavy. Not the wavy hair you have when you curled it using iron. It looks like natural.

"Love.." I replied.

"Oh.... you're Jean's new assistant." she said looking surprised.

She's definitely an employee.

Smiling, I said. "You look surprised, am I the topic of every conversation in the cafeteria?"

She laughs. She had dimples like Mia. oh, yes... our Mia.. "I'm sorry; I just can't help myself from laughing. It's like you know you're always trending here in the office. “She replied.

"I just guessed it since I'm still new." I said while I am adding a lip gloss.

"Wait.... So am I really the topic in the cafeteria?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.


Once again she laughs at me but this time she shakes her head. "I don't know what the latest gossip in the cafeteria is. I just know Jean." she replied.

"Oh! Sorry. I thought you're an employee too."

"I'm not." she smiled and gathers her purse. "Bye for now Love, nice meeting you." she said and left.

Bye for now? I feel like there is something wrong. Is she Jean's relative? OH!!! maybe she's her sister? And maybe the reason why she knew me is because of.....John?.

I select the last floor on the elevator.

We'll be having dinner..

We'll be having dinner....

I shook my head.

When I look at on what floor am I, I started sweating. I don't know why.

My hands are a little shaky. My heart beats fast. It's like I am attending an interview for my very first job. I look at my back to see myself on the mirror wall.

Face, check.
Clothes, check.
Shoes, check.
Then I smelled my hair. Check.
How about your feelings? uhhhh... butterflies.

Then the elevator dings telling me I am already on the last floor.

When the door opens, I was shocked that it's already an office. When I step out, I was greeted by a big abstract painting. I am not a painter, but it is refreshing to see.

I didn't know I am looking a little longer when I heard someone speaks.

"I never thought you'll admire it." said Emerson.

"I don't know, but it's refreshing to see." I said, still looking on the painting.
"Yes sure. I'll be removing that thing anyway because you don't even bother to look at me while talking." he replied, that's when I snap and I instantly look at him.

Heaven....... I see clouds, blue clouds. What the hell is wrong with me.

"What heaven?" he said.

He heard me. "Did I say heaven?" I asked, trying to act confusing.
He nods and tilted his head like assessing me, looking deep in my mind if I am really a criminal or not.

"I didn't say heaven, I said.... Hey." I said, trying to release a breath I am trying to hold for a minute.

Then he nods. "You wait on the sofa. I just need to make one last call." he said walking towards his working table. "It won't take long." I just nodded and sat down.

When I look around his office, it's so big I didn't notice because of the painting. It's the whole floor I think. It's one of those modern executive offices in Manhattan. But I think he has the best among everyone. He has better office than Jem. The sofa I am sitting is facing a very large glass wall that could give you view on one of the best spot in New York. I can even see the Empire Building. His working table is on my right side.

Doesn't he have secretary or assistant?

"Are you enjoying the view?" Emerson asked.

I smiled. "Yes."

"I'll just wait for the reply of..." then we heard a knock. A door? Where the hell is that door? I came here with an elevator then it directs me on the exact office.

I looked at the direction where I just came. It doesn't have any door.

"Come in." said Emerson.

Then the wall beside him opened. That's the door? What the fuuuu....? I thought it's a wall.
"You looked surprised, Love." Holy cow. Why does he pronounce my name so smooth?

"I thought there's no door here." I said shyly. He smiles and that made me blush.

"Your cousin is here Sir." the woman said.

Then he nods.

A woman who has a familiar dress came in. What. The?????

She's his cousin? That’s why. That's why she knows Jean.

"Hello Ems Ems." Martha said. Emerson rolls his eyes.

Ems Ems? that's so cute.

"Stop calling me that Martha." Emerson said, and then Martha just stuck out her tongue.

"Hello again Love." Martha said looking at me. I smiled and gave her a little wave. "Hi. We meet again." I replied.

"You met her?" Emerson asked.

"In the restroom. She thought I am your employee." she replied smiling.

Like teasing me "She even thought she's the topic in every gossip in your cafeteria because I said she's Jean's new assistant."

That made me blushes even more. "Sorry." then I looked down feeling like I want the ground to just swallow me down.
"Don't make fun of her." Emerson said.

"I'm not." then she looks at me. "Sorry I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." Martha replied.

"It's okay." then I smiled.

"What do you need, Martha?" Emerson asked.

Martha laughs. "Grammy told me a lot about her so I just want to see how she looks like and now that I see why you like her I'm leaving." and by that she just stormed out of the door. But before she closes the door, she put her thumbs up

"Good choice, Ems Ems." then the doors closes.

Is she referring to me?

I don't think so. That couldn't be possible.

"Yes, it's you." Emerson said.

What?