Writer - EWOMA
Presenter - BBREIGNS
Episode 20.
9
“Good morning,” Heather greeted Purity as she
stepped into her office.
“Morning, Heather,” Purity replied cheerfully.
Heather noticed her boss was dressed in a casual
wear- a denim jean and long sleeve shirt. Was this
the Purity she knew?
“Any updates?” Purity asked absent-mindly. She
found herself thinking of Jeremy. Looking forward
to having a great evening with him. He was
different. She’d actually spent the night in his
room, on his great bed. He slept on on of the
guest rooms. He insisted she slept in his room.
Called her parents to know she’d be sleeping over.
The morning came, they had a wonderful
breakfast prepared by Jeremy himself. She saw
herself fitting into the family. She really longed
to be there, a part of them. She was starting to
love Edwin Broderick. The clothes she actually wore
to the office belonged to Jeremy’s mom. They had
persuaded her to wear it and she had given in.
“Um… Yeah. The financial problems we’re passing
through is almost over. The Broderick’s decided to
help us. Within two weeks, they’d be merging.
You’ll be working directly under J. Broderick. The
company’s CEO. There’s going to be a meeting this
afternoon to discuss the other details. You have to
be there.” Heather concluded.
They finally saved us. They hadn’t married yet.
Her father was right. It wasn’t all about the
company, but the marriage. She hoped never to
let him down. She’d be working directly under
Jeremy? If she would be married to him, she’d
resign and look for a job elsewhere. With Jeremy
in her work place, she’d never concentrate. She’d
now have a boss- for the first time.
“Thanks. About the meeting this afternoon, I
won’t be around. I’ll call my papa, he’ll handle
it.” She had many things on her mind.
“Miss,” Heather called to her. “Did you just thank
me?”
“I did?” She had. She’d learnt to thank people
the hard way. “Oh, yeah. Its nothing.”
“Okay. J. Broderick, isn’t he the Jeremy that was
here yesterday? Said he was your fiance?”
Purity glared at her. “How many people have you
told?”
“No one.”
“Good. Keep your mouth shut. Not a word of this to
anyone.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Purity smiled. “Have a nice day, Heather.”
Purity walked out of the building and was headed
to the parking lot. Someone accidentally bumped
into her.
“Watch it, b---h!” the woman screamed at her.
“Excuse me? You are the one who’s supposed to
watch your steps. You bumped into me!” Purity
yelled.
The woman eyed her. Her green eyes sternly
glowering at her. She was dressed in a mini gown,
it exposed her cleavage as well as other parts of
her body. Her feet were covered with Wellington
boots. Her dark hair flying as the wind caressed
her face.
“You lack manners,” she muttered.
Purity flushed with anger. She slapped the woman
standing before her. “That’s to show you that I
really do lack manners.”
The woman’s face turned red. She tried to slap
Purity. Purity was fast, she caught her hand mid-
air. “I am Purity Theodore. No one crosses my
path and gets away free.”
“So this is you?” the woman questioned. “This b---
h, you?” she tried attacking Purity.
The security guards that had been observing the
show caught the strange woman. Stopping her
from attacking their boss. Two of them held her
firmly, placing her hands to her back. She
struggled, but couldn’t free herself.
Purity smirked to herself, triumphantly. “Do any
of you know this s--t?”
The looked at each other and shook their heads.
“I don’t know her either. Listen to me you w---e,
I don’t know who you are neither do I care to. I
want you to leave this premises and never come
back if you don’t want to spend the rest of your
reading life in jail. I’m sure its hell already.
Looks like your lover stood you up.” She dug out
her new cell phone from the purse she carried.
She took a picture of this strange lady. “I don’t
know why I’m doing this, but I have a feeling it’ll
have a good result. Throw this prostitute out of my
company!”
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