Marjorie Blossom POV
It was strange to see the entire seat from above.
I was on the top floor and had a partial view of the rest of the agency thanks to a glass that could be seen inside, but whoever was outside, had no idea of what was happening in my room.
I crossed my arms behind my body and let out a sigh of relief.
Six years working in that place and I finally got to the highest place without help from anyone.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Marjorie. Sebastian's head popped out of the door and I gave him permission to enter."
"The girl who was scheduled for eleven has just arrived. Can she come in?"
"Of course she can",I sat back in the chair and checked the name of the next customer.
"Antoinette Topaz. The owner of Château Topaz."
I was interested in whether my sister had managed to speak to her, but I would not start a conversation that way.
I heard three knock on the door and asked her to come in.
Then, Topaz appeared and his perfume flooded my room, but as soon as she turned to me, she looked with surprise and a little ... contempt ?!
"I do not believe. What are you doing here?!"
"Pardon?!"
I frowned doubtfully and she laughed as if I had told the biggest joke.
"First you show up at my château, piss me off to sell it and now you're in the bank's presidential office. Can you call the president ?! I'm not in the mood to argue with you."
"I will have to ask again; pardon?! Miss Topaz, I think you're mistaking me for someone."
"I'm not, Blossom. I recognize that boastful face from afar."
It was then that a pop resonated inside my head.
She was mistaking me for Cheryl, and as far as I can see, my sister didn't make a good impression on her.
I threw the body against the back of the chair and intertwined my fingers, smiling.
The brunette rolled her eyes and was ready to leave my room, but I needed to stop and explain."
"The point here, Miss Topaz, is that I am not called Cheryl Blossom."
"What?!Don't make me an idiot."
"If you doubt it, why don't you look at that bronze plaque right here on my desk?",pointed to a sign and she snorted, walking to the front of the table.
Her eyes ran over the letters and I saw her face flush.
"So where were we?"
"My God, I'm sorry! It's just that you are really the same and .."
"Cheryl is my twin sister and I understand your reaction perfectly, she is not an easy person to deal with."
"Yes, it certainly isn't."
"Very well, I think you didn't come here just to curse my sister, right?"
"No way, I ... I don't even know how to start."
"Miss Topaz, the bank's former president has been giving me information about her financial conditions and the amount of loans she has already requested for some time. I'm sorry, I can't give you one more. You owe too much."
"But .. I can lose the chateau that way."
"I'm afraid I can't help."
"There's no other way?! Not even if I pay some installments of the old loans?!"
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Our Reflection
FanfictionTwo twin sisters. Two sides to every story. This is not my story. It is just a translation into English. All rights go to @itsmorganxz - if you can read Portuguese please read all her stories they are so so good.