Kyle arrived at the Agency, noticing that there were fewer cars outside than the day before. He didn't care about this irrelevant detail, even though this was a reminder of his skill to remember everything he encountered. He was greeted at the entrance by Carly, who looked surprised to see him. He wasn't supposed to be here, as there was no prior notice, but then again, he was the owner of the damn place. He could come here whenever he wanted to.
"Good to see you again, sir," Carly said, showing him respect despite the fact that he was only a couple of years older. He wore simple clothing that didn't show off his new status, as one would think he was an average person. Even the watch he wore was of inferior quality; he should be able to afford the best of the best if he could buy this Agency and drive a car that expensive.
"Is Isabella in?" Kyle asked, he knew he had to keep it professional around here or he risked losing the respect that came with his title. Kyle hated his former boss; he didn't respect him as he was a mediocre man.
There was nothing fascinating about him except his skills for exploitation. Kyle worked overtime so many times and the pay didn't always tally up. Excuses set in, but Kyle couldn't complain. He was desperate, and his former boss knew that. He didn't plan to be that kind of boss.
Kyle was led to Isabella's office, and she was surprised he came, considering he could easily have given her a call. "Oh, Mr. Kyle! We weren't expecting you, is there anything we can do for you?" Isabella asked. Kyle noticed her outfit today was structured in such a way that it didn't constrict her heavy boobage; a baggy light brown cardigan with black jeans to complement her look.
"I'm sorry for not giving you any prior notice, but I have always preferred holding business conversations in person," Kyle responded looking stern. Isabella had no complaints because this was the perfect chance to tell him about the upturn in applicants. "Mr. Kyl-!" She was interrupted by Kyle's raised finger. "You know what, just call me Kyle," Kyle said with an easy smile so as not to frighten her. He found it strange that someone his age was calling him Mr. instead of his name when he wasn't even married. By removing this title, it allowed for a more comfortable conversation with the lady before him.
"Pardon me, Kyle. I have something to show you that will most definitely please you," Isabella assured him, as this inevitably drew Kyle in. Isabella began to type away on her laptop before turning it around. Kyle saw the figures on the screen, but didn't understand them. "What's this?" Kyle questioned with a raised brow. "It's the number of new applicants we have received in the last 24 hours!" Isabella couldn't contain her excitement. Kyle could see that approximately sixty applicants were already looking to be taken up by this agency.
"This is impressive!" Kyle exclaimed. "Does this have something to do with the improved ranking?" Kyle thought to himself. This was the perfect opportunity to search for Calista's application. She was here the day before, so there was a high chance she had applied here. "Can you help me search for a name?" Kyle requested, and of course, Isabella was never going to say no. "Absolutely, what name would that be?" Isabella asked as she turned the laptop to face her.
"Calista…" Kyle muttered, and Isabella proceeded to type away at the keyboard. Kyle couldn't help but admire how flawless her skin looked; her skincare routine must be top-notch. "Calista Wave…?" Isabella asked, and Kyle smirked upon confirmation. This meant that Calista must be trying to revive her shitty acting career, and what are the chances that she applied to his newly-owned Agency. Kyle couldn't help but smile at karma for bringing him this sweet, sweet dish for vengeance.
"Excellent, that's it! I want you to let her in," Kyle said. Isabella didn't know what this was about, but it wasn't uncommon for people to sleep their way into favors, and this was what she thought was going on. She didn't waste any time; the moment Kyle told her this, she accepted the application the very next second. "Done!" Isabella exclaimed. "Is there anything you would like me to do for you, Kyle?" Isabella asked.
"I wonder if she would flash me if I asked her to…" Kyle thought to himself, but quickly pushed that silly thought out of his mind. "That will be all, you have been very helpful, Isabella," Kyle said, and with that, the meeting came to an end. "He really could have just called…" Isabella thought to herself. Kyle was now done with the technical aspect of the morning; it was time to meet Calista.
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Jane had a day off from work and couldn't believe that last night happened. She rolled around the bed like a schoolgirl each time she thought about it, but Ella soon barged into her room. "W-Who is that!?" Jane was startled. "Who else do you live with, did I walk in on you doing something naughty?" Ella questioned with a sinister smirk.
"Not everyone is like you, Ella!" Jane fired back. "That is right, I'm one in a million! But that aside…" Ella said, pausing as Jane fixed her eyes on her. "W-What the hell is wrong with your stomach!?" Jane barked, only for Ella to rub it like an old man. "I think I might be pregnant…" Ella tried to be funny, but there was no doubt that she had devoured the food that Jane had brought back. There was no way that she could eat everything in one sitting, was there? Well, that question was answered the moment Jane opened the refrigerator and saw that everything had entered the abyss known as Ella's stomach.
"So, your boyfriend, when am I going to meet him?" Ella questioned, but in truth, Jane was insecure about Ella meeting him. Ella was more sexual than her and had better attributes with a prettier face, what if he liked her better than her? This was what Jane battled with, as it had happened on multiple occasions. "I will let you know…" She brushed it off without giving a definite answer.