How To Get A Divorce From A Billionaire ?

Episode 7

I went to the filladi company building the following day, my previous jobs helped me get more familiar with D city streets, although i did not visit the Filladi co building ever since i moved to my new house and even in the past when i visited i never used public transportation, i still instinctively and successfully chose the shortest and cheapest line of buses to reach that place, i had to take a row of 3 buses.

Filladi co building was initially set in a rather isolated part of D city, in the far east extreme to be precise where the land was cheaper, bualguassem filladi had the intention of later expending the building and establishing attached sections in the empty space over the years, Now what was once a rocky hill surrounded with wheat fields.. turned into a conglomerate center with multiple office buildings and expensive apartment compounds, the mere existence of Filladi co made that place become the largest economic center in the whole country and brought many other company's buildings there, this part of D city became the dreamland of aspiring businessmen and lawyers. When i was on my way, even the type and clothing of the  people on the busses was demonstrating how close was i getting to a place that is magnificent and competitive: the first bus i took had mainly families and students riding on it.. The third bus i took mainly had men in tuxedos and women in office wears.

I wasn't lacking in this visual aspect as well, i was wearing a beige formal attire and held my hair tight in a low ponytail, i looked 35 years old although i was 27, i purposefully wanted to look very serious in my first meeting with the secretary, it didn't matter to me whether i got this job offer with a deceitful way or not,  As long as it was a responsibility, i had to take it seriously.

The final bus station was a bit far from the tall filladi building, so i had to walk for extra 15 minutes before reaching my destination, although my clothes were formal.. My shoes on the other hand were exactly the opposite, i was wearing sports shoes.

I thoughtfully recalled that wearing high heals or even flat sandals will make my feet swell and hurt after walking for so long, And I DO NOT want my feet to hurt anyhow, this was the reason why i chose the sports shoes and consequently looked even tinier in a street where all women wore heels.

I finally arrived at the filladi building, i have poor memories of that place since i didn't visit it often before, But still, it was the building were that man was the king, and where everyone was under his command.
I felt goosebumps seeing how tall it was.. I was so tiny compared to that building, and powerless compared to its owner.

It was one of the rare moments in my life where i felt extremely small .. And i didn't like that feeling.

When i finally attempted to walk inside, the guards at the entrance didn't recognize me, So i had to prove that i was there for a job interview before i was allowed to walk in.

In the past, whenever i came to the company, a secretary would usually stand at the entrance expecting for my arrival. I had never voluntarily came to this place actually, my each and every single visit was to do my "then" husband a favor.

Sometimes, because he forgot certain files at the villa so he asked me to bring them personally to his office, sometimes because he forgot a flash disk. And yes.. He absolutely refused that any assistant would do these trivial things for him, he insisted that i personally find and deliver whatever he needed.. His excuse was "that he only trusted me with these important stuff".

A businessman indeed has sharp eyes and smart brain, he must have known that even if i tried to read them and spy on the info i would understand nothing since my major was not economics but journalism. Even if i wanted to cheat him and transfer these files to his enemies my consciousness as an honest journalist would forbid me from committing such a thing .. and my fear of the monstrous Eliyas too of course.