Psycho...or not? (SiP Season 2)

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Five Years Later...

Z's POV

Some says.. I am lucky to escape death not twice but thrice.

But.. Do they really think that?

That I'm lucky? I have those damn luck?

Did I? Me?

Oh fuck. Those fucking people always give a big damn shit with other peoples lives.

Can they manage their own lives?

Why care with mine?

It's not my life anymore tho.

I give up my fucking life 5 fucking years ago.

I put on my hair dress and walk out my room.

I hate meetings.

It's boring.

I smirk when I saw my Veron waving at my LV eyeglass..

"Ma'am nasa inyo na po ba ang susi niyo?"

My eyebrow raised and face that stupid maid.

"Why ask me? Ikaw katulong diba?"

I saw her face turns red.

"Oh fucker. Don't ruin my day."

Inirapan ko siya at sumakay sa sasakyan ko.

10 minutes nang makarating ako sa company.

I just stop my car when and where ever.

That's my car and my company so stfu.

"Good morning Ms. Z."

I just walk pass by the guard.

Naglakad ako papunta sa elevator and the only thing that can hear in the building is my Parisian Shoes.

Pumasok ako sa elevator and push the 10th button.

Our conference room.

I wanted to go somewhere and have fun but this fucking board members keep on pestering me about giving up my place as the CEO.

But No. Never.

"Good morning Ms. Z."

Dire diretsyo akong umupo sa upuan ng CEO, which is me.

"Start." I command.

"The meeting for dismissing Ms. Z as the CEO will begin."

"Who is in favor?"

I look at those two hands that are waving.

"Why did you raise your fucking hand Caled?"

"Oh did I? Sorry. I'm not in favor."