Chapter 3

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"Now, if I am the CEO of a known company where will I put the files of the important people in the business industry?" I asked myself. I am like Sherlock because of what I doing right now. Both of my parents will scold me more if they'd find out that I am sneaking to Dad's library 'cause this place is kinda forbidden due to some documents and other confidential papers.

I was opening drawers and folders when suddenly something caught my attention.

God! I am so dumb. The computer is right under my nose.

I sit in the swivel chair and turn it on.
Great! It needs password. My Dad is really clever,he will not let anyone run through his things that easily.

Password.

Password.

First attempt: Ramirez Group of Companies
Access denied says the computer.

Are you kidding me? This is harder than I thought.

Second attempt: June 15
Date when the company was built.
Access denied

Okay, I suck at this.

Think.
Think El.

I tried typing my another date. Please work.

November 18
Access confirmed.
Finally, I can't help but to smile, thinking that Dad's password in his desktop is their anniversary and my birthday as well. He's one heck of a Dad. I truly love him for that.

I click some folders that says: VIPs

Okay, this will be easy pessy. I tried finding 'Chavez' and after a couple of minutes I have finally found it. I copied it and print it for a remembrance.

I was about to shut the library door when Anton appeared out of nowhere.

"Miss Ela, what did you do in there?"

He asked with a shocked face.

"Uhm, I just want go borrowed a book for our project. Unfortunately, I cannot find it."

I am hoping that my nose will not grow long.

"Ow, is that it? You want me to help you find it?"

What? No!

"Nope, it's fine Anton. I will just borrow to Cassie. But yeah, thanks for your help. I'll go ahead."

I turned back at him. Thanked God, I have my jumper that has pockets on it.
As soon as I entered my room I pick it up and locked the knob of the door.

After some quite time of reading. I have found out that the Ramirez and the Chavez has some kind of partnership, as usual. What else is new? I grab my laptop and search for the name of Gian Chavez.
Loading . . .
Then, finally something popped up.
Name: Gian Joaquin Ongpauco Chavez III
Age: 19
Birthday: August 25, 1995
Parents: Gregorio Chavez- CEO of Chavez Corporations and Jane Ongpauco Chavez- owner of Vista Couture, home of Fashions.
Academic Standing: studied in New York for 14 years, currently studying in St. Michael's University (Philippines) --degree program: BS in Business and Management
Properties: Exclusive bars and hotels in the Philippines and other countries like: Singapore, Hong Kong, NYC ...

I can't take this anymore.
I shut my laptop and lied down in my bed, looking at the ceiling like a complete lunatic. We have the same age, but darn! He already owned some of the best bars and hotels in and out of the country. I think I need to be careful to this mysterious guy.

I was awakened when I heard my phone ringing. I pressed the green button without even knowing who called me.
"Zup?" I boringly said to the caller on the line.
"Is that how you greet the man who gave out P50 000 just for a date?" I can even feel that he's smirking at me.
Oh crap, it's him! I looked at the screen, yep, it's definitely him, his number is not registered.
"The last time I checked, I did not asked you to bid for me." I said in a very sarcastic tone. I don't care if he's richer than me.
"Oh, good girl gone bad eh?"
I look at the clock hanging on my pink painted wall.
4:45 PM
I was out for more than 4 hours, amazing. It boosted my energy.

"What do you want?"
"Meet me at The Purge, you know that place?"
"I guess." Confusion can be heard in my voice. I don't actually know that place, I've never even heard about it.
"Seriously, are you from outer space or something ?" Obviously, he is making fun of me and it is killing the hell out of me.
"Okay, I will just pick you up. Be ready at 9. Bye, my Cinderella."

I was about to refuse his offer but he already ended the call. Then, a brilliant idea came up to my mind.
I am not Estella Laurenxe Ramirez for nothing. What's the use of my power if I wil not use it right?


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