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I drove past the traffic straight to my office in the hotel .
One thing most people here in this city didn't know was that, I was the CEO of this hotel but I didn't want to bring out that reputation for the media . So, I didn't use my name in establishing my hotel neither did I use as a skyscraper. I named my hotel "J.Moven pick hotel" instead. Maybe I might consider using my name later in the future. For now, there's a reason for not using my name of which I'll let you know soon.
Right now , I 'm trying my best to cut ties with the media and block all social panels which had already exposed me leaving my pictures and posters everywhere.
I want to erase my identity from the world of fame. My hotel is ranked the second best luxurious hotel amongst a million hotel here in the States. People across the globe are familiar with my hotel. Even without my name on it,it has gained popularity and I have decided to let it stay as such.
You know,the thing is, I hate everything that comes about with fame. I used to ask myself the reason why my life is not as simple and free like the lives of ordinary people out there .
It's one of the reasons why I left where I came from New Jersey to NYC. Everyone in my hometown knew me to be "the billionaire's son and the CEO" .
As soon as the people there spot me from somewhere, they'd rain praises on me countless times, worship me like I'm some kind of God, not even allowing me to have my piece of mind .
I'm followed by paparazzi's everywhere and the press keeps on circulating news about me everywhere invading in my personal space. Sometimes, I had to disguise myself in different ways like with a cap and wear lenses and shades to cover up so no one would see me when I'm out of town or even when I'm doing grocery shopping for my grandma.
Another thing I wasn't fond of is, to hire bodyguards around me for some sort of protection. It didn't seem of any importance to me, except for the ones I was told my dad kept as permanent bodyguards. They were only two of them and they've served us for long that I even see them as family. Even with that, I don't allow them to follow me everywhere. All I told them to do was to take good care of my grandma while I was away.
As soon as I entered the hotel, I went straight to my office as one of my receptionist Stephanie warmly greeted me on my way whereas I responded her with a curt nod.
I scurried off to my office and had a seat checking all the schedules I had for today. I turned on my apple laptop and checked all the emails sent to me by my PA Edmond. I also checked the number of regular customers with the number of dishes mostly purchased in a day and admired their rapid increase each day.
Hearing the sound from my intercom stopped me from what I was doing and quickly pressed on the button to answer it.
"Hello good afternoon Mr Walters", Edmond greeted.
"Good afternoon Edmond and call me Jevan." How may I help you?
"Alright sir, you have a meeting with the Chinese investors now and they are in, may I invite them in the meeting board room on the 4th floor?", Edmond asked.
"Sure, sure Ed, but I'll rather prefer if you'd take them to the board room on the fifth floor for favorable conditions sake . Please tell them I'll join them in a minute."
"Alright sir", he said and the line went dead.
I immediately stopped what I was doing and headed for the door going straight to the board room where the meeting would be held.
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After the meeting came to an end,my Chinese clients left, finally convinced on advertising and purchasing of the matcha biscuit project with it's pink color package. Since the project was a large scale sort of business, I made suggestions on hiring expertise models as cover to make advertising the product faster and easier to customers, the market and the city as a whole.
They've now agreed to invest seventy-five percent cash only on the project while we bring out our personnels and ideas , contributing to twenty-five percent in addition to make it a complete project.
Initially, they wanted me to sell off part of my hotel to them so they could raise the market well. But, I paid no heed to their suggestions since they might gain more from us than what they would invest.
Who knows if we could face challenges and risks at the time.
I went straight to my office trying to come out with new recipes on the matcha biscuit project on my laptop through research on Google.
I need a serious meeting with my staff by tomorrow.
I turned on my intercom to alert Edmond on the arrangements of the meeting tomorrow at six am. I'd like to meet market department too.
I left the office to the restaurant downstairs heading towards the kitchen to check on how things are faring. I have to admit that the environment here is as serene as usual and everyone is working out smoothly. I immediately changed into my work uniform with my apron tied up around my waist and a head gear. I usually get stressed up when I sit at the office all day. So, I spend sometime in the kitchen preparing to wait tables and do office work as well. In here, I normally wait at tables and help with the cooking in the kitchen.
On my way to the kitchen,I met my employee , Greg , alone with his girlfriend, Mabel, at the counter flirting with her . When he realized my presence at the door, he smirked while Mabel hurriedly scurried off to do her job .
"Oh man you just destroyed my connection ",he said as he removed his gear and raked his hand through his chestnut brown hair disturbed.
Now it was my turn to smirk at him.
"Are you saying that was my fault?
"You should know by now that you shouldn't mix personal issues with your job".
"Please don't pretend to play dumb about this, you know very well what you just did, really? ",he said pathetically.
"Well ..did you realize you were doing that during working hours? Perhaps you can make it up to her after here."
"And well ,thank you for your advice Jeboo, but I get to decide what I want to do with my girl except that this time isn't the right time. I know" ,he said
"Are you that frustrated Gregophant?", I said amused .
" Yes .., I'm sexually frustrated ,if that's what you want to hear. I think I have to get laid tonight", he sighed.
I raised my brow at him giving him the "are you serious look" and headed straight to my side of the counter, cleaning and arranging
the trays on it's shelves.
"You should take her on a date", I told him.
"Really man when was the last time you got laid or even dated a girl and here you are advising me to take Mabel on a date ", he said rectorically .
I stopped what I was doing to face him .
"I told you before that I don't do dates",
"But you do play around, don't you?",he questions.
"I don't do that either", I told him an turned back to what I was doing from earlier on.
"Then what about Diane?",he asked.
"What about her?"
"Do you have anything to do with her? Like ever dated her?", He said raising his brows up and down giving off a playful smirk.
"Diane is just a friend from college , nothing more", I told him vividly.
"Hmm .... interesting. I can see she's more into you than just a "friend". You know very well that she's a pro, she's pretty and has such an attractive figure ,sort of is wild on the inside which will cool you down . Hmm...I think I'll try to hook both of you up one of these days," Greg said out of nowhere. I immediately turned my head to glare at him.
"Don't you dare!, pointing my index finger at him in warning.
"Oops, did I say something wrong?", He said pretending to be dumb.
I groaned and continued with the cleaning while he laughed hard and went to his side of the counter jotting something down on the pay slips.
Such a tease.
I left my side of the counter to wait on table number eight where a family of three sat. I realized how lovely the family was, until I recognized the man's face and recalled that he was amongst the regular customers here.
"Hello Mr Jerry, good afternoon and welcome to Walt's restaurant, please what can I get you and your lovely family?", I asked him politely.
"Thank you son, please do get me a glass of red wine, hope you know my choice and my wife, a glass of orange juice and that of my little boy here a glass of banana milk shake just for now", Mr Jerry said.
"Sure sir, I'll be here in a sec", I said writing down their orders and scurried off to the kitchen.
In no time, I came in with their orders as promised and left them to enjoy.
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It was nine pm when I decided to leave the restaurant. On normal week days , the restaurant closes at ten o'clock prompt but on weekends it's till midnight twelve o'clock.
"Have you began babysitting the person you told to me about the other time?",Greg asked on our way as I drove him to his place.
"I have ".
"Since when?, Are you baby sitting a kid? "Gosh! Kids are really difficult to handle",Greg said.
"It's a woman".
"What?! You are babysitting a woman?. Ohh.. interesting. "Something tells this babysitting thing you're are doing is gonna lead you somewhere good", Greg said amused.
"What do you mean by that?.
"Nothing you shouldn't know for now". So tell me, is she pretty?", Greg asked out of nowhere.
"Every woman is pretty in their own way but she's not my type, that's it."
"Why do you say that boss? Who's she?
"Where from all these questions, Greg?
"I think curriousity got the best of me, that's why I wanna know", Greg said waiting for my reply.
After a moment of silence, I finally spoke up.
"Remember the brunette lady and her friends from last two weeks?
"Ehh....Do you mean the one who "tried" to threatened you and thought she could fire you from the restaurant? All because you didn't bring her meal on time?",he asked while I slightly nodded my head at him.
"Oh c'mon man tell me you are just kidding. "That girl almost wanted to rip off your head from the way she humiliated you in front of our customers. How can you be able to handle and cope with her if she'll be leaving with you under the same roof for six freaking months?", Greg said anxiously.
"Right now I've got no choice than to manage", I said not telling him about the Mel Brown's bankruptcy. It supposed to be a secret between both parties, no third person is involved. Looking at Greg, he could be a blabber mouth at times so I'm not gonna tell him.
"Well..Good luck with that", Greg said as I alighted him at his place.
"With what?
"Taking care of her ", Greg said with a wink turning to my direction before getting off to his house. I shook my head and sped off heading towards home
Home?
On my way, my mind drifted off to Valeria.
What could she be doing now ?. I forgot to ask her about her condition this afternoon. I think I'm gonna do that once I get home.
But she seem to hate me too much and I don't have any idea what I've done to her.
She's the only woman I've come across who's least interested in me. Girls normally throw themselves at me and fall at my feet needing my attention but I remain adamant to their pleas.
And when did I start to think about someone?
I'm I comparing her to other girls already?
Damn!!
I really have a feeling that she's gonna make things more difficult for me than it already is.
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