What if?

On top of the world

I open my eyes and the sunlight flows in the windows in my pent house bedroom. I am one of the most powerful women to ever step foot in the reality business and upstate New York is my stopping ground. I climb out of bed and head to my closet and pick out a pencil skirt and a nice shirt and jacket along with a pair of very expensive heels that I had bought last week. I had to look stunning to show one of my most expensive apartments to one of my wealthiest customers. If I nailed this deal it would open a whole new door for my company and I. I grab a quick snack from my kitchen and run out the door and take the elevator down to street level and hail a cab. Glass doors greet me as I step out the cab. The lettering on the doors is elegantly etched cursive with my company's name. Strutting into my office I set all my stuff down and prepare the needed paperwork to give to my clients. My secretary Amanda walks in. She is young with dark hair and big green expressive eyes. She timidly walks to my desk and hands me the phone messages I missed.

"Mr. Diangelo called to confirm his appointment with you this afternoon for the millionaires penthouse." said Amanda.

Thank you Amanda I answer without looking up.

"Also your parents called" Amanda added in

Did they say what they wanted? I asked

"Nope just wanted to talk I guess" Amanda answered quickly

I rarely ever called my parents or thought about the life that I left far far behind me in a small town in Wisconsin on a small farm that I once called home. Once I had become successful after moving away to New York I never looked back and cut all ties with anyone and everything that had been apart of my life in my small hometown of Dalton WI.

I'll call them back later. I lied

I turned back to my gathered paperwork for Mr. Diangelo showing of the penthouse.

"Anything else you need miss, Anderson?" Amanda asked shyly.

I'm good Amanda thank you, you may return to your desk. I said as a placed the papers into a manila folder and headed for the door.

I hailed a cab and headed to the Penthouse. I walked in to the elaborate lobby and headed to the luxurious elevator and up to the 100th floor. This place had all the latest technology and had its own private pool. It made my penthouse look tiny. I arrived and opened the imported silk curtains to expose the view of central park. The room lit up with the sunlight and exposed the many beautiful features that came from all corners of the world. Suddenly I heard a knock on the door. I walked over and looked through the peek hole. Mr. Diangelo stood on the other side dressed to the nines in a Stuart Hughes Diamond Edition suit. There was no denying he was a very wealthy man. He had his newest wife Lindsey with him dressed in the same luxury as her husband. I opened the door and welcomed the couple into the 5 bedrooms and 5-bath penthouse. Mrs. Diangelo oohed and awed over all the elaborate features and when we had completed the tour I left them alone to discuss the penthouse alone. Mr. and Mrs. Diangelo came back out.

"We love the penthouse miss. Anderson and would love to purchase it" said Mr. Diangelo.

He wrote out a check for $100,000,000 and I handed him and his excited wife the keys.

I walked out of the building smiling from ear to ear. I had just landed the best deal in my entire career! The crisp night air nipped at my face as I exited the building and caught a cab back to my office building. Most of the other employs had gone home so the office building was quite except for the few janitors cleaning and closing for the night. I went to my office and completed the sale papers and placed everything in the safe that was in my office.

I grabbed my jacket and scarf, then threw my purse over my shoulder and with a renewed pep in my step I strolled out of the office and decided to walk back to my apartment. Little did I know this little walk would change my life.

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