Liz Collins
She looked at me, more like glaring when I introduced myself.
"I'm Regina. You probably already know me since I'm the one and only precious daughter of the Clarks." She faked a smile while her upper lips tugged upward in a scorn. She was wearing a tight dress which was super duper revealing. It was too short that it didn't seem to reach the middle of her thighs, not to mention, covering her front and behind.
I'm sure the other three couldn't stand her either as they were excluding themselves after they met her.
"Sam, why don't we go somewhere else besides this unpleasant area? How about a dance, baby?" Her voice was too sweet that anybody could be infected and get a cureless diabetes.
Sam was getting really impatient and intolerant. Fine... Just this time.
"Come on~ Honey~" She was dragging him while he was trying his best to shove her away. He mouthed me and glared at me as I was crossing my arms, looking at him in amusement.
I sighed and decided to pretend that I got a message from my phone.
"Mr.Parkinson, Simon wants to talk to you about the new branch in Seoul." I smiled at them and handed him the phone. Regina scowled at me and threw me sharpened daggers.
"I'm sure he can talk later. He needs to come with me right now." Regina was still holding onto Sam like a glue stick.
"I'm sorry, but it is important, miss. I'm afraid Mr.Parkinson has to have his call." I spoke with professionalism and seriousness to make sure she believed me.
"I need to talk, Regina." Sam told her sternly as she stubbornly let go and crossed her arms while tapping her stiletto.
"You don't need to go with him." She demanded while pointing her finger at me in an annoyed way.
"Liz, come here." Sam called me as I hurriedly went to him while she was glaring at me with hatred.
"That was easy, wasn't it?" He said with a scowl.
"This will be the first and also the last time I'm helping you, mister." I warned him.
"I see you have finished your call. Let's go." Regina came and dragged him away as I smirked at him. Revenge is sweet, sir.
During the whole event, I was either meeting some new people or talking to Tori. I'm currently in the bathroom refreshing myself.
"Well... Isn't this Sam's assistant." Regina came in through the door and shoved me in the shoulder while I was keeping my calm and patient self.
"Yes, Ms.Clark?" I talked to her normally.
"If you know who I am, you better not be a pest to me and Sam, you peasant!" She pointed at me and shoved me harshly.
"I'm not, miss." I casually replied to her. I mean she didn't really hurt me, I've been hit, thrown and kicked for a whole year when I was training. This isn't a concern.
"Don't you dare try to get closer to him, you low class ugly brat." She snapped at me while grabbing my arm and digging her sharp red nails into my skin. I hissed a bit when I felt my skin was ripping apart.
"I don't." I was getting really impatient here. Can this girl be less spoiled or rude? Because it would definitely help to reduce my anger. To be honest, her words did hurt me a little, but I don't care about things people say other than my loved ones.
"Who are you to retort back at me?" She was glaring and was about to slap me in the face when I caught her wrist in the air. This is it. You can speak and say what you want, but don't ever dare use violence on me.
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The Secrecy✔
Narrativa generale"JERK!" She gritted her teeth angrily, bursting out at her bossy boss in front of her. Samuel Parkinson The tablets reckon him as the young and archetype of a successful businessman in the States as well as being one of the youngest billionair...
