At that night Sebastian Dior the youngest son of Dior family (aka one of the richest family of the country) was enjoying with his friends at a bar unaware of the upcoming conundrum which is going to change his life, his career, and everything he had...
"Hello, who is there?" A feminine voice emanated from the phone.
"Hello it's Kai Dior, May I talk with Ms. Alizée Astor actually it's urgent?" I said
"I apologize sir, but you'll need to schedule an appointment to speak with ma'am. This is Josephine Dolce, her personal assistant," she conveyed with utmost politeness, though my frustration and anger simmered beneath the surface.
"Alright, then I'd like to schedule an appointment. When would be a convenient time?" I murmured.
"I will let you know after sometime, currently she is busy with something" she said.
"Sure" I said before hanging up.
Maybe she does not know who I am, Or they treat all their clients equally I don't know but I cannot wait for her call Sebastian's condition is getting worse day by day. And all the psychologists surrendered in front of him, Alizée Astor is my last hope as she is known as the best psychologist of the country.
RING!! RING!! RING!!
I quickly pick up it up while thinking it's her assistant but it's mine "Hello Mr. Dior" Nicholas (Kai's personal assistant) said.
"What do you want now?" I said while filling up a glass of wine.
"I just got an appointment of a occultist" he said hopefully.
"Sebastian is just going through a mental disorder and remember there's nothing like ghosts exist in this world. How many times should I repeat my words to make you understand?" I said in an irritated tone and drank a whole glass of wine in one sip.
"Sir but at least we should try this we had already tried so many psychologists but there's no change in his condition." he tried to convince me.
" Cancel it fast !!!!! " I shouted on him.
" As you wish sir " he said with disappointment and I immediately hang up.
After 2 minutes, my phone began to ring, displaying the same number I had spoken with earlier, before Nicholas. Hastily, I answered, only to hear the familiar voice on the other end. "Hello? Mr. Dior?"
"Yea hello, Ms. Dolce" I said happily with a sense of relief.
"In fact, I wanted to inform you that Ms. Astor is available tomorrow at 10:00 AM. Would you like me to schedule the appointment for that time, if it suits you?" she inquired.
"Yes, please," I replied with satisfaction.
"Ok then see you at "ASTOR MINDWORKS" tomorrow." she said.
"Sure." I reply before hanging up.
I promptly messaged Nicholas: "Our meeting with Ms. Alizée Astor, the esteemed psychologist, is scheduled for tomorrow at 10:00 AM. Be prepared, and make sure not to be tardy or I should say don't dare to be late."
"AYE, AYE, SIR!!" he replies after I scolded him so badly he's really something.
I was hoping that she would be able to help my brother, currently he is sleeping but I don't know what will happen if he wakes up and ask for David what will I say ?, maybe I should stop thinking and take a good rest too it's already 11PM, I called them at this time I'm fucking crazy.
NEXT DAY
Beep!! Beep!! Beep!!
Oh god this fucking alarm!! it's 5 AM ok I have to do gym, And I also have an appointment ok dude wake up. Nicholas is already waiting downstairs for me I quickly brush my teeth and then we go to the gym. After coming back we quickly freshen up and eat something and we are finally here at "ASTOR MINDWORKS".
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As we stepped inside Nicholas exclaimed "Sir it's too big just like our company!!!"
"Let me remind you, we are not here for picnic." I replied rudely.
As we stepped into the establishment, Nicholas approached the receptionist with a courteous smile, inquiring about our appointment. Upon learning that we were a tad early, he nodded understandingly and motioned for us to take a seat in the waiting area. With anticipation in the air, we settled in and exchanged light-hearted conversation while the minutes ticked by. Finally, after the brief wait, our names were called, and we eagerly made our way to Ms. Astor's office.
As I stepped inside, my attention was immediately drawn to a stunning woman. She had cascading chestnut hair, captivating emerald eyes, a slender nose, rosy lips, and sophisticated spectacles perched on her nose. Her radiant smile lit up the room, making her irresistibly appealing. I saw her somewhere before but where?.
"Hello it's Alizée Astor." she greeted, her countenance radiant and captivating, as she offered her hand for a handshake.
"Hey I'm Kai Dior and this is my assistant Nicholas Smith." I remarked as we clasped hands.
"Ok please have a seat" she said, following our seating, she too took a seat.
"Actually my brother Sebastian is suffering from a mental disorder after an accident, I already consulted with many psychologist but they could not make it his condition is getting worse day by day." I mutter.
"Oh sorry to hear this, we have many experienced psychologists in our company so give me some time Josephine will let you know the details of that particular psychologist and how much you have to pay by today only." she said while looking at me thoughtfully.
"No actually I want you to be my brother's psychologist." I said.
"I regret to inform you, Mr. Dior, that I've ceased taking on new assignments unless they're exceptionally complex," she conveyed apologetically.
"Ms. Astor it's actually a very complicated case my brother is going to die if I do not let his treatment start and I already hired one of the best psychologists but nothing happened you are my last hope please." I said with tears in my eyes but I did not let them fall.
"Please calm down Mr. Dior, I can understand your situation, Ok I will come to see his condition but if I found his condition can be handled by my employees I will not be hired by you." she said because I almost cried.
"Thank you so much, Actually I love my brother so much and whenever I remember his condition I got angry but now I don't know why I got emotional." I said in a tragic tone.
"You're welcome. However, I need to check my schedule; I cannot make it today. Would tomorrow at 6 PM work for you?" she asked.
"Absolutely, it's Nice to meet you." I remarked as we exchanged a firm handshake.
"Nice to meet you too Mr. Dior." she replied with a grin.
I stepped out of her office, feeling a sense of relief knowing that she would assess my brother. I harbored numerous hopes for her intervention.
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That's how the inaugural chapter unfolded; I hope you all will enjoy it
