The next day, I woke up by six, went through the routine of showering, and took my time getting dressed. I wore a navy blue office gown, matching heels and let my hair down, I also applied a little perfume from the several collections in the room, it was my first official day at the company and I wanted to look good at least, the maids knocked to inform me time for breakfast, I went downstairs when I was satisfied by my looks in the mirror.
"You are dazzling beauty Mrs Wilson" it was Mavey
I smiled "you think"
She nodded and led me to the dinning Hall
The maids stared and almost enviously that I started to think I was overdressed and wanted to change but even Mrs Helena complimented me saying I looked like an executive
I was served a big breakfast consisting whole grain toast, cottage cheese, berries, greek yoghurt, almond butter and bananas. I knew old madam Wilson had ordered it, she wanted me to eat 'special healthy fertile food ' yesterday's conversation came to mind and I shivered with fright I knew I needed to come up with a plan soon or I would be tied forever.
I ate spoonfuls under Mrs Helena's strict surveillance, she urged me serving plates after plates until I felt bloated, I had the chaffuer drive me to the company afterwards.
I went through the HR department for official reasons, and I was assigned to an office as the assistant general manager of Finances one of the major departments in the company.
Since I majored in business finance and had a master degree from abroad, it was easy to convince the shareholders yesterday, they accepted a little quickly, mainly because old madam Wilson had personally vouched for me
My office was on the 25th floor, I noticed instantly the president's office was on the 26th just above mine, I guessed Mr Wilson wanted to keep an eye on me, it was none of my business though, I just wanted to work and earn money so I could take my mother to a better place, far away from the clutches of my father and stepmother. My assistant was introduced to me, a cheerful young lady four years younger than me she introduced herself
"Am Sophie Laurence, I will work hard Mrs Wilson" she was so excited and almost jumping
"oh you are cute" I said and immediately wished I hadn't
If Sophie was excited before, she was enthusiastic now, she tried composing herself and look at me with bright eyes that reminded me of Yvonne
Staring unconsciously at me "you are so pretty" she blurted
sigh! I guess that's what meeting someone from the almighty Wilson family does to one
I calmed Sophie and made her run a random errand, she needed to take her mind off me a bit
Thinking about it, only top officials from the company are able to meet the Wilsons.
Yvonne Wilson although a shareholder had her own company that she built from scratch
after a lot of argument, cries, hunger strike and proposal, she managed to have Grandma give her a loan and let her start her own company. Yvonne told me this with a twinkling eyes
"I didn't come out for days and secretly had snacks I hid in my room, I knew Grandma bent her rules because she was scared I would fall sick, I didn't open my door for days and Grandma didn't want to break it" she paused and laughed mischievously
I was curious and when I finally heard the reason, I thought it made sense.
The Wilson mansion was built by old Mr Wilson, Grandma's lover boy and because she didn't want to wipe even a piece of his memory, she had to agree with Yvonne's request on the conditions that she would work for the the Wilson's company when she turned thirty
Old madam Wilson was a woman with strong beliefs, she wanted everyone in the family to work for the company, though the company was strong and had many workers, she wanted to "utilise all talented people she had" she termed
Since Grandma retired and left the company for Alexander Wilson, daughter-in-law worked at the company's branch and her only son Thomas Wilson went abroad and recently came back for the wedding.
Alexander Wilson went to the company every day but he used the private president gates and a private elevator, only the secretaries, shareholders and personal assistant were permitted to the presidential floor so others had a little or no chance of meeting with the president
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Sophie introduced me to Mr Albert Thorn, the general manager of Finance late. A middle aged man that has only a few strands of hair on his head, he ogled at me noticeably that gave me the creeps, I tried to compose myself and greet him
"Hello sir, am Ivy Edwards the new assistant manager" I said politely
" You are Mrs Wilson right? Edwards isn't the assistant" he looked confused
" Mr Thorn, Wilson is my husband's name and not mine" I said asserting
Although I knew my argument was ridiculous, I sincerely didn't want to be Mrs Wilson.
Mr Thorn looked shocked but stretched his palm towards me saying "you are very beautiful"
I shook his hand for a moment and tried to withdraw but he didn't seem to want to let go.
He held on while I tried to release myself, It was an awkward situation
Sophie coughed
"Mr Thorn, you were about to attend a meeting"
"right, I need to go" he said letting me go
" Go through this documents and send them to the President's Office, go by yourself it should be easy since you are his wife" he placed the a file in my hands left the office immediately
"I can't s..." I started to say but the sleazy man was already out of view
I was troubled again, I didn't like talking to Mr Wilson at all, yesterday I talked rudely to him twice about Yvonne and even reported him to Grandma. Mr Wilson didn't have time to admonish me because when Grandma left the blue mansion, I was already asleep and when I woke up by morning, he was already gone
"You don't seem in terms with your husband Mrs Wilson" Sophie said while we walked back to the office
"Sophie, call me Miss Edwards please" I said absentmindedly wiping my hands
"You see, Sophie began Mr Wilson criticizes every project, proposals and even presentations, I also heard that every mistake leads to deduction of points, loosing of one's office and delay in promotion. All the executives detest presentation and often transfer their aggressions on the company employees"
I quietly noted what Sophie was saying, so that guy's a monster both at home and in the office
"oh am sorry, Mr Wilson is a nice pers..." Sophie seemed to realise whom she was conversing with, she instantly became nervous
"Sophie, your critics of Mr Wilson has nothing to do with me, we are just married on the paper, I was forced to marry him" I said
"To be honest, I detest him more than the company executives does" we were at the lobby so I spoke quietly
"Really you do" I heard behind me, it was the voice I really wished I could erase forever
"M.. Mr wil... Mr president, I am" Sophie was so nervous that I could hear her heart beat the other employees hushed and
When I finally made my turn, I was greeted with a magnificent sight, Mr Wilson in a blue suit the same shade as mine, it looked like a couples outfit
Time stood steel, and my heart pounded in fear, he heard me, the female employees were ogling and blushing
"Mr Wilson is really handsome"
" I think he's looking at me"
"Meet me in my office" he said in a commanding tone and lead the way
At the sound of his hoarse voice they hooted even more but personal assistant Liam gave them a cold look and everyone quieted down
I came to my senses halfway into the private elevator when the whispers began
"who's that woman in the blue dress"
"Does she knows our president"
" look they are going towards the private elevator"
"she is beautiful but who is she"
"she is the president's wife" it was Sophie's raised voice, it stood out clearly above the whispers