SCARS TO HEAL
SOLELY WRITTEN BY EWATOMI ABIODUN
EPISODE 10
SUGAR POV
" Her name is Amyra ".
" Okay..." I said my full focus on the Rubik cube in my hand as I tried to solve it for the 10th time today after I scrambled it.
Anytime my mind is clouded, I scrambled my Rubik cube and think of the fastest way to solve it because it makes me think straight.
" She's a Taurus ..."
" Doesn't she have a surname ?" I ask without tearing my eyes away from the Rubik cube as I had the white side perfect, but the rest of the colors were jumbled.
" It's confidential ".
I raise my head to look at him. "Confidential?"
" Yes, Sugar,". " I was told her surname was kept confidential by her boss.
I nod my head. " I see. Continue" I said and direct my attention back to the Rubik cube.
" She's thirty-two years old. She has dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Her weight was 54kg and she's 5'8" ft tall. She attended Oxford University and studied business administration. She has two degrees and masters after that.... ".
I cut him short. " What about her background? I mean her parents and siblings ".
" She doesn't talk much about her family so no one knows about them. Rumors have it that she ran away from home when she was eighteen years old".
" I see".
" And... " He stutters.
" Please continue".
" She has a son ".
" Is she married? " I ask.
" No".
" How old is he?".
" Fourteen years old ".
" His father ?".
" He's unknown".
" Unknown?".
" Yes".
" Doesn't she has friends? Like a Best friend?".
" She has none".
" Hmmm" I nod my head. She's very wise. "No wonder her life is very private".
" How do I work under her ?"
" That will be difficult, Sugar. Rumour has it that this lady detests men a lot. She has never employed a male as a secretary before.
" So there's no way I can work under her?".
" There's the only way".
" Shoot!".
" Her boss. He's my old friend. He is the only one she listens to. If you want to work under her, we will have to go through her boss because that's the only person she respects and will never be able to turn down his request".
" Talk to him then ".
" It's not easy as you think, Sugar. Her boss will surely want to know about you. He is a very intelligent man. He will be curious once he sees your file. Why the post of a secretary, sugar? He can offer you a good position with your....."
I cut his sentence short. " I have my reasons. I need to work under her ".
" Her boss will want to run a background check on you to know who you are. Why don't you pick another person?"
" I thought you said he's an old friend ?" .
" Yes. But....." He stops midsentence "Never mind, I will talk to him".
" Good!".
" She's hot-tempered. Do you think you can cope with her ?".
" I have been through worse so she's nothing or less to handle".
" Okay then ".
" I need to take my leave," He said and stand on his feet as he walk towards the door.
I did the last spin of the cube and felt proud of myself for getting better at solving it this many times. I stared at the solved cube in my hand for some seconds and place it on the center table.
"Sir!".
He stops on his track, his hand on the doorknob as he turns around to look at me.
" Thank you so much for everything," I said giving him a tight smile.
" The pleasure is all mine, Sugar," He said and smiled back at me as he open the door and left.
I sigh as I rest my back against the couch and close my eyes.
BACK TO PRESENT
AMYRA
" Su.Sugar!" I yelled out his name angrily earning their attention as they turn towards the direction my voice came from and I could see fear written on Mrs. Johnson's face as the file dropped from her hand.
" You are dead today," I said as I rushed toward them.
The b*stard ignore me as if I was nothing as he bent down to pick the file which dropped from Mrs. Johnson's hand . I can't believe he's still acting all mighty after getting caught. I was boiling with so much anger as I get to them.
He was about to hand the file back to Mrs. Johnson when I snatched it from him.
" Miss Amyra..." Mrs. Johnson wanted to talk but I raised my hand at her indicating "Shut up".
I turn to face the b*stard glaring at him. "Why did you take it ?"
" Take what, Ma'am? " He said acting ignorant.
I hate the way he keeps addressing me with "ma'am" as if I am that old. " Why did you take the project file ?".
" I didn't" He answers staring into my eyes again.
" You didn't?" I scoff. "What's this then ?" I raised the file in my hand to his face.
" Please take a look at it, Ma'am".
You are dead today. I will make sure they lock you up. I thought to myself.
I raise the file down and open it. I go through it and i suddenly seems to have lost my tongue as I read the content. This is the file I told him to give Mrs. Johnson.
But where's the project file?
Why can't I find it?
Did he hide it?
If he didn't take the project file then what was he doing in my office?
" You instructed me to give Mrs. Johnson the file yesterday after you signed it but forgot to give it back to me so she came asking for it," He said jolting me out of my thought.
" Are you going to give me the file or not because I have things to do in my office", Mrs. Johnson says.
" Oh! Sorry " I said and handed her the file".
" So full of herself. She can't even trust her secretary " She rolled her eyes as she mutters those words and left.
I could feel his gaze settle upon me waiting for my next line of action. I raise my head to look at him acting as if that intense gaze didn't have any effect on me. "How do you get into my office?".
" Sir told me to get some files in your office," He said referring to my boss. " He needed them urgently and couldn't wait for you to come after he called but you didn't pick up so he had no choice but to give me a spare key to your office to help him get it".
" I can't find the project file," I said indirectly saying he took it.
" It should be on your desk, ma'am ".
" I can't find it "
" I am certain is in your office, ma'am. Kindly recheck it" He said with so much confidence.
" Okay ..." I said and turn to leave but stop in my track to look at him. " Call me Miss Amyra and get me the people in the design department. Tell them I need them in my office right away".
" Okay, ma.....Okay, Miss Amyra" He quickly corrects himself.
He will be held responsible if I can't find the project file. Has my boss forgotten this guy is not to be trusted? Why would he give him a spare key to my office? Why was he startled when he saw me? What about the project file? Where could it be if he didn't take it? He looks so confident when telling me to recheck. Did he take something else?.
These are all the thoughts that clouded my mind as I hurriedly walked back to my office. I walked towards my bag which was sitting on my desk. I open it and bring out my phone. I pressed the power button and truth to be told, I missed six calls from my boss and a voice note from him. It must probably be when I was driving.
I played the voice note." Amyra, I am so sorry but I had to let that boy enter your office behind your back. I urgently needed that file we used to close the contract with David's company. I couldn't find mine. You can rest assured, I was with him as we looked for it except when I told him to return it. I hope you are okay because it's so unusual of you to come to work late. I called your line but you weren't picking up. I am out of the country for two weeks. I need to attend to some things at our branch over there. Will call you once my flight lands. Bye," The voice note ended.
I let out a sigh as I placed my phone on the desk. I was about to walk toward my chair when my eyes landed on a file sitting on the floor beside my desk. I squinted my eyes as I walked toward it. I picked it up and scanned through it to see if nothing is missing. it was the project file. I guess it must have dropped when I was searching for it.
What's happening to me?
I suddenly feel so hot as I pull off my blazer leaving me in my white T-shirt despite the air conditioner. I pray this guy doesn't be the end of me. Ever since he start working for me, I have never for once had any peace of mind. Every one of his moves just seems suspicious to me and it's driving me crazy. I just wished I could sack him.
I sat down on my chair behind my desk and leaned forward resting my elbow on the desk as I cover my face with my palms.
A knock on the door snapped me out of my thought. It must be the people from the design department.
" Please come in," I said as I sit right.
The door opens as the three of them walked in with him. They are the ones heading the design department.
" Good morning Ma'am" They all greeted me in chorus.
" Good morning". " Please have your seats".
" Thank you, ma'am" They all chorused with smiles plastered on their faces as they sat down.
" So....." I was interrupted by him.
" Ma... Miss Amyra, have you seen it ?" He asks referring to the project file.
" Yes, please ".
" Is there anything I need to do ?"
" Nothing for now. You can go back to your office" I said as I turn my attention back to the people sitting in front of me. I watched as he walked out before I continued.
" Mrs. Razaq, why is the design on the lingerie not neat?"
" It was just a sample, ma'am".
" Just because it's a sample doesn't mean it shouldn't be neat. I hope you understand this is a top-tier project and any error will ruin everything ".
" Yes.. ma'am. I ..will make amendment" She fumbled her words.
" I need a new sample to review before I can approve any production".
" Okay .. ma'am ".
" And you Mr. Jones, why is the material for the .....".
I was interrupted by the ringing of my phone. " Please excuse me," I said to them as I pick up my phone. The caller is Kayden's schoolmaster. I picked up the call and before I could even speak, I heard heavy panting.
" Ma! Kayden ..collapsed..and.. was rushed ..to.. the.. hospital".
TBC.........
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