A LOST DEAL“Maven was parked perfectly in front of the Al Thani group at exactly 9:30; her meeting with the tender organizers at the firm was scheduled to kick off at exactly 10 a.m., which Grace made sure she didn’t miss. Grace sat beside her in the car, and she pulled up in front of the Al Thani group tower. Maven knew that she had a lot to fight for before the day was over.Perhaps she could get the chance to win this, but with the way she had stood so tensed before the panel the last time she was here She took a deep breath and smiled to herself. She pulled the mirror down and spoke some words of affirmation to herself.“Come on, Maven, you can do this. You are smart, and you can handle everything no matter how it comes." She puffed out air a few times and then turned to Grace, who was comfortable watching her say a few self-affirmation words.“Let us go in; I think I am ready to do it.”“Are you sure about that, ma’am?” She asked Maben, and Maven nodded her head in response. T
A DINNER WITH HIMMaven had a worrisome look since she could not get out of the Al Thani tower. Despite the fact that Grace, her assistant, has tried to make her feel less guilty for what happened, Maven cannot get her mind off the mockery and scolding that await her when Grandma Clara finally finds out she has lost the tender deal to a less popular company. She held one hand on her chin as she drove through the city. "Ma'am, you need to calm down. At least you tried. Not everyone in your position will do all that you have done for the company, and if this doesn’t pull through, then we can look out for some other deals that would fit. Grandma will understand." Grace came to her own conclusion, which only made Maven laugh because she knows her grandma and her uncles too well to even let a word Grace was saying sink in her mind. 'Well, that is your own conclusion. Grace. I know these people too well; I know what they can do to me and what they have planned out to do if I fail, and I
SAY ALL YOU WANTThe next day came running as fast as it should, and Maven had still not agreed with the idea of having to invite Sabastian to their home, all because he helped her bag the deal at the Al Thani’s. She hated his guts and wondered why everything about him was so loud that everyone in the city would know he had helped you out with something."Maven, you need to be ready in five minutes; we do not want Grandma to rain insults on us again." Thomas told Maven, who was almost half dressed.“That is not the point, Thomas. I hate having to share my space with that proud peacock. My father this, my father that. I am so fed up hearing all of that bullshit." She rolled her eyes as she went on with her make-up.“I do not think all of this is necessary. He helped me, and that’s fine. Why are grandma and my mom making a big deal out of it? She complained and fanned her hand in the air. "Maven, do as Grandma has said, we do not want her wrath, remember?” Thomas reminded her of how
QUIT YOUR JOB!Maven sat there and listened to all Grandma had to say. She knew she could not deal with all the trauma Grandma had to dish out, so she held her cool. She ate her food in silence and sometimes flashed a fake smile at Sabastian, who was busy with his meal and enjoying all that Grandma Clara was doing to Thomas. He cackled, and each sound he made from his mouth birthed a bitter bile in Maven's stomach.“I hate his guts." She spoke to herself and continued to eat.“Well. Thank you very much, Ma Clara. I would love to take my leave now. Sabastian announced like he had just won a trophy. "Maven, you should walk him off to his car; a good wife would make her man happy." Grandma added. Maven frowned and almost flared when she remembered she was sitting before the only woman she feared so much. She faked another smile and got up, while in her heart she was dying silently. “Thanks everyone,” Sabastian said and got up. Maven followed him until they got out of the building.“So
A REUNION Thomas was busy with the laundry when his phone began to ring. It was on a Saturday, and all he could do to help at the time was do the laundry since he was going to have a very long week ahead. He knows that Lady Victoria would rather go on a nail date than have a meal made in the house. He carefully placed each cloth in the machine and did exactly as Maven had taught him some months ago. He whistled and went on with his job happily. He had nothing to worry about except that he needed to finish on time. The moment he was done rinsing the clothes, he took them to the laundry room and spread them on the line with a cloth peck, holding each of them from dropping to the ground.While he was busy, his phone began to buzz. Meanwhile, the night before he had gone to Grandma Clara’s house with Maven and he didn’t like the house, she left angry all because of Sabastian. He has always known Sabastian to be a mischievous fellow, and so seeing him act and speak the way he does with
YOU ARE FIREDMaven decided to go meet her grandma about the situation. Her uncles have been on her neck asking her to resign her position. She had tried to speak with grandma over the phone and nothing reasonable was given to her in response. At 9am she was already at grandma’s house to know her fate and to confirm if her uncles were just lying or telling the truth because she knows that grandma would not hesitate to throw her out of the seat if she wasn’t actually doing well. “Good morning grandma”. Maven greeted the moment grandma appeared in the living room.“What are you doing here Maven?” Grandma asked with heaviness in her tone. She didn’t even bother to look at Maven twice. She took her seat and focused on the magazine she was holding.“Why are you staring like you’ve seen a ghost? If you have nothing to say you can leave. I was quite busy before your arrival” grandma said to Maven without remorse. Maven has always known that grandma doesn’t like her but the words that came o
I AM DONEMaven couldn't even believe that her Grandma would do a thing like that to her. As she laid in bed and Thomas tried all he could to make her feel better before leaving the room. She had told her mom that she'd be needing a whole lot of space which means her mom could no longer speak to her at least for the moment until she is able to clear her head and understand what Grandma was trying to do with her boys. There was no time to regret any of her actions as they were the best she could come up with so the so-called Sabastian Garcia and his rude family can leave her the hell alone.“Well I am not going to let you be Maven. You have made a grave mistake and we are falling now see, grandma has now used this cursed marriage against us. How are we even going to survive these tumultuous times?” This time Victoria isn't really concerned about Maven but fears she would not be able to foot her luxurious life since all of the incentives and paycheck won't be coming in again.“I told
GIVE US THE CARThomas was in the kitchen the night he heard the loud bang on the door. Who could that be at this time of the night?” He questioned as he rinsed the leather off his hands and picked up the red napkin clothed in the dishwasher. Lady Victoria was seated in the living room, but as usual, she would never get up to see who was at the door except she was the only one at home. She even had a pack of juice by her side and the potato chips Thomas had made for her about thirty minutes ago. She had declined dinner and says she only wants to take the snack to bed.“Get the door fast, moron." She muttered as she chewed. Thomas ignores her saucy attitude because he knows that on a good day she will come begging and pleading at his feet. If not for the fact that Grandpa had instructed him to pipe low, all of this would not be happening. He swayed his shoulders from side to side and wiped his hands with the towel before gripping the door knob.“Who is it?” He asked, and just as the