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She was getting ready for the interview when her phone started ringing. She grabbed the phone in a rush while adjusting her coat. By looking at the number she smiled widely. She picked up the phone.
"Hi Ivan, how are you? How is my sweet little Azalea?" she asked, smiling widely.
"She is fine she misses her Aunt Matilda" he said laughing from the other side.
"Aww I missed her too Ivan, but you know I can't visit for at least two years" she said sadly.
"No, it's okay Matilda. I know you have just migrated to Canada six months ago, tell me have you found the job?" he asked.
"Yeah I got an interview today and guess what it is the number one industry in the whole Canada" she said happily.
"Whoa best of luck and tell me how it was and I am damn sure you will get this job" he said happily. She smiled.
"Okay Ivan, I will call you in the evening when it will be morning in Malaysia" she said happily. She hung up the phone and turned to grab her bag. She finally looked at herself in the mirror, she was ready for the interview.
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Six months ago Matilda Huston immigrated to Canada, Ottawa. She had chosen this country because of its wonderful opportunities. She settled in Canada, it took her six months to adjust and she had given many interviews but no one has answered her, today she had another interview. As the office was a bit far from the apartment she was living in, it took her an hour to reach there. But luckily she left earlier, so she reached on time.
There were a lot of candidates; they took the seat nearby some random brunette girl. It has been six months she had been living here and she never had made any friends. She was a bit anti-social. The only person she talked to was Ivan, her best friend.
After half an hour her name was called. She got up and got inside the office. It was the whole board sitting in the office for the interview, she took a deep breath and sat on the seat. They have asked her some random questions. It was quite a good interview. She was sure she would get the job. It was a personal assistant position. She wanted this job really badly.
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It was already evening when she came back home. She took her phone and called Ivan. "Yeah Ivan it was good I am sure I will get this job" she said happily. "I am really happy for you Matilda since you have been through a lot….." he was saying sadly when she cut him off in the middle. "Ivan you know I don't like to talk on this topic" she said in a bitter way. "I know Matilda, I am so happy for you" he said. She smiled. "Good night Ivan, I will call you tomorrow. I am so tired, you know the office is one hour away from my apartment" she said. "Take rest Matilda I will call you soon" he said smiling and hung up. She smiled. She lay on the bed and she smiled bitterly.
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She was sleeping and it was already 9 O' clock. She overslept due to insomnia last night. She put off the eye mask she was wearing. She grabbed her phone from the side table. It was an unknown number. She picked it up. "Hello!" she said in a sleepy voice.
There was some woman from the other side. "Miss Huston! I am Sara Peterson from Finnegan's industry's HR department; you have been selected as personal assistant at Finnegan's industry. She got up in a rush. "You are expected at the office tomorrow morning Thank you" the woman said "Yeah I will at time there" she hung up the phone. She was so happy, she has been looking for the job for weeks.
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She wanted to buy some clothes for her office. She entered the mall nearby her department. She was checking on the blue back cross top when she heard someone was insulting a salesgirl. "You don't know who I am, I will close you mall" she turned to look, it was an arrogant looking blond girl "I am sorry Mam, I am telling you the dress has already been sold you can choose any other dress from the shop" said the salesgirl. "No I will complain to your manager" said the blond girl. She rolled her eyes. The manager had arrived and was now trying to calm her down but she was still screaming like a mad woman. "It was only a dress and she is creating a scene" said the salesgirl in a whisper. But unfortunately to her the woman heard her.
"What you said? You cheap little bitch" said the blond and she was about to slap her when Matilda ran to rescue. She grabbed her hand and stopped her.
"How dare you? You can't beat anyone like that, despite who the hell you are?" she said angrily. The woman pushes her hand away with nasty looks.
"How dare you stop me? You don't know who I am? I am the top ambassador of the pearl fashion industry" she said angrily.
"And you little dumb has touched me with your dirty hands, you gonna pay for what you have done" she said angrily and then she raised her hand to hit Matilda, But someone has stopped her in the middle.
It was some tall man in his mid twenties. He had dark blue eyes and dark fawn hairs. He had a very strong personality. Both the girl and manager were staring at him like they knew him. His face was poker.
The blond girl turned to look and her expressions changed to terrifying. "Mr., Mr. Easton!" she said in a terrifying voice.
"Miss jean! Being a top fashion model of the magazine and an ambassador of the brand, you should not do something like that, you should not give chances to the paparazzi to take beautiful pictures of yours damaging the company's reputations" he said expressionlessly.
"Mr. Easton I, I am sorry I, I" she was trying to say something but her words were betraying her. He took out some cash from his wallet and gave it to the sales girl. The blond woman gave a nasty to look to the salesgirls and then to Matilda and she left.
"Here take these for your harm" he said and turned to leave not before giving a cold sigh to Matilda, who was confused why he was giving her such a glance, she started looking away.
"You okay?" she asked. "Yeah I am fine" said the salesgirl.
"Who was he?" she asked. "Are you new to the town? You don't know Mr. Easton?" asked the manager and left giving her a strange glance. The salesgirl laughs.
"He is Mr. Easton, the top business tycoon of the Canada" she said while looking outside of the door where he was sitting in his car with a blond girl. "Who is she and why does he pay for her?" she asked curiously.
"She is the top model of one of Mr. Easton's industries, and his recent girlfriend" she said with nasty expressions. "Riches bring such ugly beauties like bees around honey" she said bitterly and left.
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It was her first day in the industry; she wanted everything to be well and good. She went to the Hr department. A tall blond woman was sitting on the seat. "Welcome Miss Huston! I was waiting for you, let's start the work" said the woman. She got up from her chair.
"My name is Natalie and I am head of Hr department here, you have been hired as Personal Assistant of CEO and your work is to make lists, arranging contracts and follow the boss in the meetings, managing emails, now here first bring this pile of contract to the CEO'S office" Natalie said smiling. She smiled in return and took the pile of contracts.
"Where is the office?" she asked. "Yeah on the 34 floor the solo office" Natalie said while signing a document. "34 floors?" she said in a whisper. "Yeah!" said Natalie without looking at her. She has had acrophobia since she was child, thinking about childhood brings a lot of bad memories for her. She fake smiles and turned to leave for the lift. She entered the lift, and pressed the 34 button, as it was going up her heart was dropping. She took a deep breath after a few minutes she was at the expected floor. The office was indeed so big. There was a door at the end, with the CEO written over it. She knocked on the door. "Come in" a very deep voice said.
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She opened the door and got in. She was holding the huge pile of files, so she was unable to see ahead. She walked slowly toward the desk where he was sitting "Mr. Finnegan here are the contracts from the Hr department, please look upon them" she said while putting a pile over his desk and then her eyes went upon his handsome face.
"Mr. Easton," she whispered. He was writing something on the notebook, he looked up while raising his one eyebrow.
"Miss Huston!" he called out in a deep voice. But she was lost in her own thoughts. "Miss Huston!" he called out again and this time with a bit of anger. She came into herself again and it was embarrassing for her. He cleared his thoughts. "You may take your desk over there and send a few emails about the product to co-operate brand" he said while pointing at the nearby desk. She nodded and walked towards the desk.
"What I have done it's so embarrassing" she thought while scolding herself.
She was sending emails when she heard his voice. "You were five minutes late Miss Huston" he said without looking at her, he was instead writing something over the pad. "I, I am sorry Mr. Finnegan" she said while getting up from her seat. "Call me Mr. Easton! I prefer my name" he said with a rude accent.
She sat on the seat again and started working. He peaked at her from the corner of his eyes.
"Bring me the Juice" he ordered with his usual rude accent. With his sudden voice she had gone startled. He looked at her with his one eyebrow raised. She got up and went to the nearby small office kitchen in his room.
"Wait I did not ask him what juice?" she thought. She turned to ask him but he was not in the office. She rolled her eyes.
Seems like I have to use some brains here" she thought.
After a while the juice was prepared, she went back to his desk, he was standing next to the glass wall which shows the whole city view. She was afraid to go ahead because of her Acrophobia.
"Come on I can do that, it's for my job, my bills my survival" she was trying to calm herself, when he suddenly turned.
"Miss Huston, will the glass fly over to me?" he asked arrogantly. She walks slowly towards him without looking at his back. She gives him the glass. He took a sip and then gave her a sigh, a very strange poker face sigh.
She returns his gaze by the same sigh like she is asking "What?".
"I don't like lemons" he said expressionless. "Bring me Apple juice" he ordered again.
She felt her temper losing its limit. She turned and made apple juice and gave it to him within 10 minutes.
He took a sip and turned towards the city view again, she took a deep breath "At least he like this" she thought and was turning towards her desk, when she heard his cold voice, "Its not good enough". She felt like she is losing her mind or he is just so needy.
"I will try my best next time Mr. Easton" she said hesitantly. He did not respond.
"Great I have to work with this corpse like man" she thought and started sending emails again.
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