"There is no way I would want to work in your company, Mr. Max Warren III, with all the circulating news I have heard about you and how terrible and scary of a person you are, naaa I'm good bruhh…I wouldn't want to work with someone like you." She chuckled and folded her arms with a furrowed brows…
Mara stood on her ground, her 5'5-foot, smallish body with her messy bun hair and her round face, pointing her finger at the world's richest multimillionaire, who owns about six popular and most successful companies in the world without a flinch.
His handsome but straight face gazed into her eyes without breaking a look, his hair longer at the crown with bangs cut close to his eyebrows while the sides and back were clipped short and his 6'2" slim, tall body was wearing an all-black flashy suit, She raised herself to reach his level because of how tall he was, creating a striking contrast to Mara's smaller stature and resolute stance. ...…
"Hey, can't you hear me saying I don't want to work for you?" She said again, looking more frustrated and her hands trying to express themselves.
Meet me at work at exactly 7 am next week, he said, and hurriedly walked away to enter his white Lamborghini, which stood there waiting for him, leaving his assistant behind, who was also dressed in black.
"Ma'am, please come and work in the company before he strikes you with his anger, which can get real messy," he pleaded with Mara. She stood there, seething with disguise and anger, and he quickly rushed to enter the car before it left him behind.
"Ugh, I can't believe this man," she said, watching their car leave. She stormed into her single-room self-contained apartment, banging her legs out of frustration. "Can you imagine this rich dude?" she said, sitting heavily on her small couch…
Hours later...…..
"Here, Miss, this is the file you signed before being able to write your final exams," the lady said, handing a copy of it to her.
Mara took it, hoping what he had said wasn't true. She opened the envelope and removed the sheet from it, gazing at the paper for a long time. Then, she used it to slap her forehead, saying, "How can I be so stupid?" Oh jezzz, I'm so slow, slower than a tortoise…
She stared at it closely with utmost shock; she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
The file read: "Miss Mara Carter Castillo of Defiance Top Business University hereby agrees to work for a minimum of one year in Delalify Business in Technology, which is owned by Mr. Max Warren III, one of the richest men in the world who has a shared ownership of our school. This is due to the fact that the company cleared her debt, which allowed her to write her last papers for the final year."…
She hit the paper on the bench she was sitting on, and placed her head on the wall while hitting it, I want to faint she said...
The memory of the past took her away. She stood in the hall and got a message when she was heading to class. It said, "If you don't complete payment of your school fees, we won't allow you to write your final exams, which will make you wait a whole year before completing."
"Professor Wu, is there any way you can help speak with the board members for one more chance, at least let me write these final exams and make payment later?" Mara asked with stress in her voice.
"I'm sorry, dear. I raised this same topic on your behalf the last time, and it was declined. I did everything I could to help," he said. "I wish I could help you pay, but the amount needed is huge. I can only help you pay a quarter of it," he added, looking sorry for not being of help.
"Don't worry; you've been a big help to me since I gained admission to this school," she said. "I have to take more part-time jobs then," she added. "See you later, Prof."
"I can't give it to you now, especially when I haven't made a single sale out of it," the woman said angrily. "But please, I need to make payment for my exams before I can write. Ma'am, please give me something."
"What? Do you plan on destroying my business? I won't give you anything until I make sales," she said again. Mara stood there helpless, not knowing what to do, and she walked out of her sight.
A day before the exams, Papa, no, you can't; you need the money for Mom's medication. I will see what I can do before tomorrow. "But I want to send you this money to help you, my baby," the dad said on the phone. "No, no, Papa, I have a job now, and they said they'd pay me today. Yes, yes, I love you too. No, I love you more," Mara said and hung up the phone,
She slipped the phone back into her pocket, looking drained and worn out. She wiped the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hands and quickly continued to wash the dishes.
Walking on the street, which was a bit dark after she had closed from work, she looked entirely tired from the number of tasks she had to do. She removed her purse to purchase something when some gangs appeared and snatched the bag from her. "Hey, hey!" she ran after them, but her little legs couldn't take her far. She bent down out of tiredness, and tears started draining from her eyes. What am I going to do now she cried bitterly and sat on the floor without any hope left for her...
She dragged herself to the house and collapsed on the bed, burying her face in it. "I have lost," she said, and she cried. She didn't know when she was carried away by sleep.
Piiii piii her phone rang, and she got startled by it. She woke up immediately and picked up the call. "I have been trying to reach you since 6, Mara," the professor said. Still having sleep on her face, she didn't say a word.
"Hurry up; the exams start at 11 a.m.," the professor urged. "But I don't have the money yet," she said.
"You're a smart student, Mara. There is no way I couldn't get you some help. Hurry up and come," he said.
"One of the school's owners is helping students who are not able to pay for their fees. Yes, but I don't know much about it; you will need to read well before signing," he added.
She hurriedly rushed to the school after encountering heavy traffic. "Here, Miss, you need to read and sign here and agree to the terms and conditions before signing," they told her.
Mara took the file, but just as she opened it to read, they rang the bell for the exams to start. In a rush, she signed quickly without reading due to the limited time….
She banged her leg on the floor so hard when the memories was flooding in her head, how can I be this stupid...…
"Mara!! Mara!! I rushed when I saw your text message. Why do you look so pale?" Paloma said to her. "I'm dead, I'm finished," Mara replied.
"What do you mean by that?" Paloma asked. Mara handed the files to her without uttering another word. Paloma took them and exclaimed, "What!?" She jumped happily and asked, "You mean you have employment in one of the most famous companies in the world, owned by Mr. Warren III?" Mara looked at her, confused, nodded her head, and placed it back on the wall. "I'm dead, Paloma," she said.
"You are lucky, Mara, Lucky Dube," Paloma said, clapping her hands in the air out of excitement "I wish I was the one that got this opportunity," she added happily. "I am happy for you, girl."
She sat on the bench with her, saying, "This is a great opportunity."
"But I don't want to work for him. It is known he doesn't treat females right because he believes he has all, and if I don't I would lose the right to my Cert and can't travel anywhere for one whole year, I don't know what to do now'', Mara said.
"It doesn't matter, Mara. Nothing is true. Even if it is, I wouldn't mind working for the most handsome and richest man in the world," she said dramatically. "Aww, I'm jealous of you."
"All the rumours are true, yeah, he is arrogant and rude, in the history of our century" Mara said, looking at her. Paloma pulled her into a hug, shaking her to cheer her up, saying, "Girl, chill up, 'cause I wish I was in your place."
Mara laid back, her hands hanging, her gaze fixed in thin air. "What am I going to do now?" she said, while Paloma still held the paper with excitement in her eyes.