Written in Love

Chapter 8: Bridges Form

Around 1:32 p.m., Kjin found himself wandering the streets in search of a bedspace or room for rent. The weight of his financial situation pressed heavily on his mind as he counted his remaining money-a mere 574 pesos.

It was clear that this amount wouldn't be enough to cover the cost of rent, even if he managed to find a place.

A deep sigh escaped his lips as he contemplated his limited options. "I guess it's much better to head to the computer cafe again," he mumbled to himself.

The thought of spending his time there until his shift at six o'clock seemed like the most practical choice.

As he walked towards the cafe, Kjin couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. He had hoped to make progress on his writing journey by continuing his story on novelist.com.

The desire to create an official social media page under his pen name, Vhan Raven, also lingered in his thoughts.

With determination in his eyes, Kjin entered the computer cafe, ready to immerse himself in his writing and bring his characters to life through meaningful conversations and actions.

He knew that through his dedication and the power of his words, he could overcome the challenges life had thrown his way and create a story worth sharing with the world.

Meanwhile, Quila and Maddie stood in the back office of the convenience store, their expressions reflecting a mixture of relief and gratitude. The recent arrest of Mr. Chris had caused quite a stir, and now they had a moment to reflect on the events that had unfolded.

Maddie, feeling responsible for the trouble caused by Mr. Chris, turned to Quila with a sincere apology. "Quila, I'm truly sorry for all the trouble that Mr. Chris caused. I never expected things to escalate this way."

Quila, still shaken from the incident, reassured Maddie with a grateful smile. "You don't need to apologize, Ms. Maddie. If it weren't for your help, things could have taken a much darker turn. I can't thank you enough for standing by me."

Maddie nodded, understanding the weight of Quila's words. "Quila, you have all the qualifications to be the next store manager. Your dedication and loyalty are unmatched. However, I have a rule that I need to follow. If I were to promote you, I know you would decline because you prefer to remain a part-time employee."

Quila listened attentively, her curiosity piqued. "What is it, then? If not a promotion, what do you have in mind?"

Maddie reached into her pocket and pulled out a small envelope, handing it to Quila. "Instead of a promotion, I want to give you this," she explained. "Inside the envelope, you'll find ten thousand gift certificates from Silver Mall."

Quila's eyes widened in surprise as she opened the envelope. "Ten thousand gift certificates? That's incredibly generous, Ms. Maddie."

Maddie smiled warmly. "Consider it as compensation for all the trouble you've been through. The gift certificates have no expiration date, and you can use them in almost all the stores in Silver Mall. It's my way of showing my appreciation for your hard work and dedication."

Quila's face lit up with gratitude. "If it's gift certificates, I gladly accept them. Thank you so much, Ms. Maddie. This means a lot to me."

Maddie nodded, pleased to see Quila's reaction. "You deserve it, Quila. And remember, if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask. We're here to support you."

As Quila held the gift certificates in her hands, she couldn't help but feel a sense of validation and recognition. This unexpected reward not only compensated for the trouble she had endured but also served as a reminder of her value and potential within the company.