The Cinderella I Never Knew

Chapter 1: Terror of a Woman

Terror of a Woman

Evelyn's Pov

"Why did his son murdered him?-why is he invigilating this question? Is it really necessary to have an appropriate reason to kill someone?"

I interrogated myself while reading the book, 'Stay Hostile', a book by my favorite author, Mr. Lethal Burner. I hate where he ends the book with unnecessary questions. Is it really necessary to kill someone with an appropriate reason? I myself would never have a reason to make a person cry to death saying "why did you kill me?" It will always end with "I am sorry for making you irritated, please don't kill me."

I cackled at my own comment. My voice echoed as I chuckled. Nothing is more peaceful than reading in your private library, covered by luxurious green carpet without any dust underneath it, a comfortable chair, a glass table with pen stands, drawers and books making it look aesthetic, giving me a thought, 'how wise I am!'

I closed the book in my hand soon, when I heard some steps scooting towards this room. I made my way towards the wooden door of my library and opened the door before someone could enter it.

Shoot! It was Avery Tiffin, my most favorite assistant, whom I love to tease. She just plunged on the ground. How amazing!

"I told you it is really hectic to be in a rush, sometimes we end up falling like this" I smirked. "Sorry...ma'am" she apologized with a calm tone, keeping her anger suppressed.

She stood up from the ground, holding herself upright and did something expected, Smiled. "Ma'am, the book 'Stay Hostile' doesn't belongs to our library-"

"I know, so?" I frowned, then smirked. "Did the charismatic librarian call you to ask for this book?"

"Yes, ma'am-" I tossed the book on her face, making sure it hit her in the face hard. "You can give it back, yourself."

"Okay ma'am" She pushed the book down in her hands from her face and grasped it. She turned behind and walked with firm steps without any hitch.

"Hmm...Best reasons for someone to get fired.." I quoted in the air while turning my face towards the bookshelf. I crossed my arms and had a disgusted look on my face. "Yes ma'am?" She turned to face me.

"You didn't bow while leaving." I replied back to her, annoyingly. She bent down bowing to me and said,"Sorry." This is what I meant by saying 'My most favorite assistant'.

After she left the room, a thought crossed my mind- "I need more parts of that book!". I motioned myself rushing towards the door with small steps in my expensive Black Heels.

Avery was at the edge of the penthouse, near the grand entry, My exclusive wooden door, specifically, furnished from France. She was talking to a servant near the counter, assigned for the management of this penthouse. "Avery!" I gave her a smug smile from the mezzanine floor surpassing the stairs.

"The library should be entertained by a beautiful lady like me, not a scumbag", blowing out my own trumpet, I walked down the stairs brushing my hand over the handrail. "oh..I didn't refer to you" I smiled. Faking a smile to show others it's a fake smile is the easiest task for me.

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Vroom...vroom... Among the most prominent cars in my neighborhood is my Mercedes-Benz F1, but 'fortunately' only I owned it. My marvelous automobile aced the road, advancing effortlessly and smoothly. I came to a stop close to Bloomingdale Library by drifting the vehicle to break, turning it eighty degrees, and applying the brakes.

"Gotcha! I reached..." I yelled triumphantly. I parked it outside the library. The librarian peeped outside. His eyes widened and he rushed towards the other staff members. "Hmm...I guess he is alarming others about my presence" Quite Exquisite!