Chapter 3

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After a couple of drives and stops, I was finally able to locate the estate. The estate was one of a kind and it's little wonder why it was ranked as one of the best estate in London, it actually lived up to its standards.

The security at the main entrance was damn tight in that occupants would need a pass card to enter upon successful registration. This means that the system literally had the names of all its occupants including the workers or their housekeepers.

So here I was, standing outside the security house admiring the scenery the estate portrayed senerity. After making sure that all was clear and I had successfully collected my pass card, I left the security house strolling, trying to pinpoint the exact building where I was supposed to work as all the buildings were alike in both structure and design.

During the course of my search, I discovered that the estate had its own gym centre, a mini mall and an outdoor sporting complex. It was cool how occupants didn't need to search too far for certain things well except for school. Most of the buildings were storied with each having its own uniqueness.

The owner of this estate sure makes a whole lot of money. I mused.

Okay enough with the admiration, I had to look for my work place and it didn't seem like I was doing a good job finding it and that in itself was frustrating. After wandering around for quite some time, I checked the address card that Erika gave me Cheval three Quays, 40 lower Thames street, London EC3R 6AG, but it just didn't seem to help alleviate my frustrations.

Just when I was about to give up on locating the house, a building caught my attention. This particular one stood out -I mean, it was total different from the others, it was a high rise building and could be mistaken for a five star hotel. I suddenly had a inkling feeling that it was the building.

I glanced around and found a little board with an address similar to the one I had with me. Despite that, I still needed some form of confirmation and at that moment I regretted not asking questions at the security house and as if nature felt my frustration, I heard someone approaching and not wanting to take chances, I waited for the person to draw near before I stopped the person.

"Hello, good morning." I smiled and moved closer to her, wringing my hands together.

She looked up from her phone, staring at me with narrowed eyes. I had to give her the credit, she had a nice figure, a cute face and a good sense of fashion. Overall, she was beautiful in a cute way. She was dressed rather informal so I just assumed that she might probably be one of the occupants.

"Good morning." She smiled graciously placing her phone in her pocket. "You look confused, can I help you?" She asked.

Ooh, she does seem nice.

"Yeah, I'm kinda lost. I'm looking for this address." I said and showed her the card.

After a while, she looked at me tucking her hair behind her ear, she pointed to the same building I was standing in front of. "This is the building."

"Oh," I smiled. "Thank you." I mumbled and kept the card back in my purse. She gave me a nod and walked into the building. I trailed behind her quietly as we walked into a wide span area which held a reception desk and on the left, a place that looked like a lounge, more like a waiting area.

The interiors were top notch and they screamed expensive, this I knew because mom was an interior designer. I was beginning to wonder how the interiors of each of the apartment would look like -this was only the reception and waiting area. The place actually was lit and something I could only dream of owning.

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