"I'll right back." Mylar announced suddenly and got up.
"Where are you going to?" Charice asked but she kept saying that she will be right back and ran across the street to the opposite direction.
Mylar made her way into the opposite building, once inside, she saw a few people seated in the waiting room and as she passed by, she saw different offices with name plates on them.
"Excuse me." Mylar said when she got to the counter.
A sexy young lady who was busy arranging some documents behind the counter quickly raised her head up and ended up bumping her head into the table board.
Ouch!! She cried out in pain.
She sighed, angrily starring at Mylar and then pulled out the chewing gum from her mouth.
"I hope whatever you are going to say is worth me bumping my head." The lady said pushing her mouth at Mylar.
"I saw the vacancy sign outside and that's why I am here." Mylar replied nothing minding the lady's attitude.
"Oh that? You are the first person to come for the job." The lady said and pointed at the one of the offices door.
"Go into that office and ask for Mr. Williams."
Mylar went into the office and the people inside all turned towards her.
"Good morning. I am here to see Mr. Williams." Mylar said and one of them pointed to a smaller door.
Mylar went to the door and opened the door.
"Yes, yes. Who is it?" A young man with glasses on asked while he went through the papers on his desk.
He had a cat eyes that looked so sexy as they stared at Mylar. His curly brown hair was covering his forehead almost blocking his face. His lips were as red as cherry, small and inviting. His ears were large and his small nose was pointed.
When he finally looked up, he was thrown aback by the beautiful sight he saw. He started fidgeting and got confused.
"Hi....H...Hi.H." He stammered.
"Good morning sir. Are you Mr. Williams?" Mylar asked.
"Yes but you can call me Williams." He said and when he saw her standing, he got up and pulled a chair for her to sit.
"Please sit."
"Thank you." Mylar said with a smile that almost made Williams lose his mind. He had already imagined himself in bed with Mylar bare body by his side.
"I saw the vacancy sign outside and decided to come in." Mylar said after keeping her bag on the table.
"Have you been modeling before? Because you look like a model." He said trying to flatter her.
"No but I wish to be a model if I am given the opportunity." Mylar said.
"What if I tell you that you've got your opportunity." Williams said so suddenly that it surprised Mylar.
"Really?" Myar asked, excitement sounding in her voice.
"Yes beautiful but I want something from you." Williams said, changing the atmosphere.
"What is it?" Mylar asked and became quiet still.
"I want us to be friends." Williams said smiling.
"Oh, sure. I will love to be your friend." Mylar said to him also smiling.
"Leave your contact and every other details here with me and I will contact you as soon as possible." He said and winked at her.
Mylar smiled like a shy girl and got up. Continuously thanking him after dropping her details, she left the office quickly and made her way back to the counter.
As she passed by, the lady by the counter asked another lady.
"I hope she didn't use that cursed body of hers to make Williams give her the job?"
"How would I know. But you know what, I think that's exactly what she did, I am sure she used that body of hers to seduce him and you do know how Mr. Williams is, he likes cheap things." The other lady replied.
"People always get jealous of something they don't have. At least I am lucky to get this amazing ass and boobies from my mama, what did... some people get." Mylar said aloud so that they would hear her and then she walked out.
"Where have you been?" Charice asked when she saw Mylar come back and Mylar explained everything to her.
"You got them good." Charice said after she chuckled and then gave Mylar a high-five.
"But tell me something. Is he handsome?" Charice asked winking at her friend.
"Yeah, he is handsome and he's got sexy lips." Mylar said pushing her lips at her friend, Charice laughed at what Mylar did.
"They are so drunk." Said a woman wearing an apron over her cleaning uniform. They were two and they were both peeking at Diego, his mom and grandma who had drank themselves to stupor.
They were all dulled and were in a impaired consciousness, the words coming out of their mouths were just pure nonsense.
"I feel pity for Mr. Mateo, he has such a terrible family. If I was him, I would have kicked them all out." The other woman said gesturing with her hand.
"Well, you are not him or do you wish to be?" Asked the first woman.
"No Camila but I would have loved to be his wife." The other woman said expressing her desires.
Camila burst into an infectious laughter and pushed at her colleague while she said.
"You Helena, of all people. You think Mr. Mateo would actually pick you over me."
"Offcourse he would." Helena said giving Camila the eye.
"How dare you say such a thing about my family?" Asked a masculine voice from behind them. They both frozed and became mute.
"I am asking you a question." The voice thundered at them and they quickly turned around.
Their frightened look suddenly changed to an angry one as they saw the person behind them. It was Dave, Mr. Mateo's driver, a thirty two years old man from a small village in Mexico who is very good at imitating other people especially their manner of speaking. He was hired ten years ago by Mr. Mateo to be his late son's driver after he told them a sad story about his ailing grandmother.
He bursted into laughter after seeing their change of expression.
"How dare you do that to us?" Camila asked as she grabbed his ear and started pulling it.
"Stop that. I could have recorded you two and gave it to Mr. Mateo but I didn't instead I mimicked him to teach you guys a small lesson." Dave said as he struggled to get out of her grip. She quickly let him go after hearing this.
"You do know it's wrong to talk about other people's families like that right?" Dave said calmly.
"But you know we are right. No one in this family is good, they are all making our dear Mr. Mateo sad." Helena said with a sad expression.
"You are right." Camila agreed with her and continued speaking.
"All they ever do is caused problems, the daughter-in-law is a crazy woman who is always flaunting how rich her in-laws are on social media neglecting the important things.
The grandmother is a witch who knows absolutely nothing but to pester and make the lives of all her helps a living misery.
And the grandson, oh my God, he is absolutely terrible and useless. All he does is party, bring a lot of ladies home having sex with them everywhere and in front of anyone without shame. Everytime he is home the only thing you hear is ladies moaning loudly because he is at it again.
He never goes out with a car and brings it back, it is either he gets into an accident with it or sells it off or give to one of the girl's he has sex with and never takes it back, I could keep going on and on."
"The only good person in the family was our dear late Mr. Juan Garcia Wylder, Mr. Mateo's son." Helena said getting emotional.
"Yes he was. He was the best boss I have ever had." Dave said also getting emotional.
"You can continue your gossip later. I need you three to come help me out so that we can take Diego, Mrs. Sofia and Mrs. Lucia to their rooms before Mr. Mateo comes back and see them like that." Said Martha the head maid.
"We weren't gossiping." Said Camila.
"I don't care. Come help me out quickly, I don't want him to see all that mess. You guys remember how he broke down the last time crying in a meeting after Diego went and bash one of the shareholders car?" Martha asked them.
"Yes, that was really stupid and sad." Helena replied.
"We don't want that to happen, let's go now." Martha said and went inside.
"I wonder why she keeps bossing us around." Said Camila after Martha was out of earshot.
"Don't you know? She's the head maid." Helena replied.
"Why was she given that? Some of us deserve it more." Camila said feeling jealous.
"I think it's because she seems more concerned about the family than we are." Helena said casually.