Fated to You

Chapter 9: You're Hired!

RG Holdings

Becky paces back and forth in her office, bored, annoyed…frustrated. It’s been a week and all she’s been able to do was think of Freen and how she must be struggling right now. Not that she felt bad or anything because who is she kidding? The girl deserved it for what she’s done to her years ago. She had since then hired a new HR manager and a new assistant – well, assistants because she fired all of them so far.

“There’s not one competent assistant in this fucking City.” She seethes behind her desk.

She wondered about Freen’s whereabouts and what she’s doing and where she is and with whom. She hasn’t thought about that woman in years – well, that’s a lie. She had not been able to rid Freen of her thoughts at all. Yes, she managed, over time, to think about her less painfully. She channeled most of her depression and sadness through anger it is suiting her just fine. But when Freen was within her arms, so close to her, and shaking, all hatred left her and she fell in love even deeper than she had been for years.

She had pulled up Freen’s dossier and looked over it and found out where she had been all this while. In Paris, France, the lover’s land. She went to school there, got her master’s degree while working to built from the ground up a promising investing firm that was now successful. She acquired enough skills and qualifications to be in merit of the Executive Assistant position over the years and she is trilingual. She is no doubt more than qualified and she has several references lined up to prove it.

But this only riled Becky more. She suffered while she was away. She suffered and that wench went away and made a name for herself. How dare she walk into her life like it was nothing? That woman ruined her life. That woman is nothing but a lying, gold digging, and vindictive wench! And Becky is not able to deny the fact that she’s still in love with her. That’s what pisses her off! And she hates Freen for it. Maybe she shouldn’t have put up this notice. Nah! She deserved way worse for what she did to me. Becky thinks.

But every time that she closes her eyes, that kiss flashes in her mind and this pain rises in her groin and her heart palpitates. She is now unable to sleep because that’s all she sees. She runs her hands over her lips that still had the fainting contact feeling left.

“Ms. Armstrong, here’s the report that you had asked for earlier.” The secretary takes her out of her reverie.

“Leave it here!” Becky points her desk and the secretary does so and walks out as quickly as she had come in. That Chairwoman was always in a bad mood, every day. Every person in this building tried their best not to get in her way or do anything to piss her off. By the short time of a week, they knew better. Two fired HR managers along with ten laid off assistants and counting, in one single short week. She complained about each and every one of them and even discriminated.

One was too short. One was too tall. One, just because she had the unfortunate luck of having red as a natural hair color. One was too slow. One was too rude for her taste. She just didn’t know what she wanted and the secretary inwardly curses her for imposing all of the assistant works on her. She hates it because there are certain things that she doesn’t know how to do. And Becky reprimands her for being incompetent.

Becky looks at Freen’s picture in the dossier. She was smiling brightly and she wondered what made her smile like that because it was a sincere smile. “How have you lived away from me pookie?” she runs her fingers over the picture and then stops as she traces the tiny outline of Freen’s lips.

The secretary runs back inside the office and Becky closes the dossier immediately and drops it on the desk, flustered.

“Chairwoman….” The secretary calls out.