Mason stepped into the lobby of Microsoft and casually observed his surroundings, no one deemed him worthy of attention yet, so he was free to look at the flow of employees without being really suspicious.The huge lobby with its endless walls of glass going on and on was doing something to his mind, and the perfect synchrony of everyone working was quite a daunting sight, “Microloft was truly beautiful,” he thought, not just in terms of the huge infrastructure that dominated a whole section of Beverly hills, but the efficiency of the people within, who briskly kept the company afloat, one Chanel bag and gleaming Prada shoe at a time.Squaring up his shoulders, he stepped into an elevator with about fifteen employees despite knowing fully well that his own personal one was just right there. Oh well, he thought, he just might have to prove himself worthy of it first. The dinging of the elevator brought him to his senses as employees pushed through, eager to get out of the stifling heat
Scarlett was still overwhelmed with the party arrangements and the sudden emotional support she was receiving from her family, especially her Gran. The tough nut was beginning to crack but she was not deceived, her Gran was after one thing only and that was Microloft, and right now she was the only way in but still she wondered, perhaps the affection would become real someday, but as sentimental as she was she was no fool.She walked briskly up to her Gran’s office, praying she would not be privileged to encounter any other member of her demented family.“Come in.” Gran's slightly crooked voice sounded from behind the heavy doors, and she mustered up her courage and pushed in.The room was quite extravagant for the modest Rodney's company, but as usual her Gran liked to pretend she was at the top of the food chain, and woe to anyone that attempted to tell her otherwise.“Scarlett! What brings you by?” Her Gran’s effusive greetings took her by surprise yet again, but not even the broad
Mason walked out of Hugo Boss with a smile on his face, despite the fact that the clothes were kept in the bag he held, he could not afford to wear such items so casually now, he was still unannounced after all, and doing that would jeopardize everything he was working for. Just then he spotted a group of passersby gathered around the huge screen outside, they were all in varying stages of deep emotions and he walked over to see what was going on with them. “Oh my gosh! He is so handsome isn't he?” A young woman cried, with a smitten look plastered on her face as she clapped her hands together in pure excitement. “Not just handsome, he is kind also.” An Asian woman spoke quietly as gazed forward at the screen with admiration, her wrinkled eyes crinkling at the corners even more. A chorus of agreement rose up among everyone gathered around as they all murmured their agreements and Mason turned to view the screen. To his shock and utter disdain, Ric Wilson's obnoxious face filled t
Ric could not understand what was going on at this point, he had simply gone numb from the shock and shame, at this point he was beginning to wish he never showed up at the Rodney's mansion after all, even the Gran was ignoring him now, and things like this filled him with unquenchable rage.“Do not take their behavior to heart Ric.” A mocking voice advised him from behind and he turned, ready to transfer all the rage and anger in his body for Mr Wilde to a physical opponent, he was met with Mason's grin instead, and at this point he clenched his hands, to think that the nobody was making fun of him, him!“What the hell do you want? I know you are wretched but are you also incapable of reading the atmosphere?” Ric gritted out, his anger steadily mounting at the smug look on Mason's face.
Jason was brainstorming, with everyday that passes the party drew closer and with the arrival of the party came the announcement of the new COO and if Scarlett should have that then Jason would be left with nothing, and he could not afford to be left destitute and be made the subject of mockery amongst his circle of friends.He paced the floor of his office, his heels grating even to his ears, he could not afford this, he had always thought he was better than Scarlett in every way especially after she married that dreg of society but now with her strangely bagging that contract he was not so sure anymore. The little chit was once more taking everything from him. He was halted mid_steps by the ringing of his phone, annoyed, he took it out.“Mom, not now.” He snapped before Elicia even had the chance to say a word.
Mason had no choice but to call Gerald immediately and ordered him to speak to the manager discreetly, after the whole conversation the Manager’s face was filled with disbelief as he now looked upon Mason in a new light.“I believe it is all sorted now?” Mason added as he retrieved his phone still a distance from Scarlett. He was not happy with the situation, he could not afford for this night to be ruined in any way.“I must extend my deepest apologies Sir, I had no idea.” The Manager stuttered, still unsure of the man's identity in front of him.“You should be careful in the future Sir, a man's status can nary be determined by his appearance, on the contrary it might even be the opposite.” Mason spoke calmly, not giving in to the u
Mason knew that he was going to have to lie to Scarlett after their dinner and once she started to ask questions, it was not something he was looking forward to, but coming clean now and telling her everything without knowing her reaction beforehand could jeopardize everything. For that reason he tried to eat real slow but after some time Scarlett sensed what he was up to and decided to leave already. No dinner, no matter how expensive, should be eaten for this long.“Alright, alright. I am done.” Mason sighed as he pushed his plates away and stood up slowly while Scarlett watched with raised brows.“Good, now let's get out of here, I have a long day tomorrow, it's two days to my party.” Scarlett insisted and he signed, she was right as usual.“Yes, yes, sorry.” He apologized as they moved outside slowly, a shawl wrapped around Scarlett's shoulders.“After you.” Mason muttered as he held the door open and she scoffed with a small smile but accepted regardless.“Put on some music pleas
Brietta Norman, Michelle Rodney's best friend, lounged on her bed and listened to Michelle rant on about her brother-in-law being the most annoying inconsiderate man in the world. She listened quietly as she flipped through the glossy pages of a teen Vogue magazine, her attention divided between her dreams to work there and Michelle's long string of complaints.“Hello!” Michelle snapped her glossy fingers at Brietta as she noticed her friend's lack of reaction for a while now.“Oh shit, sorry, you were saying….” Brietta trailed off as she gazed at Michelle expectantly, tossing her pale blond hair over one shoulder and Michelle repressed the jealousy that always try to rear its head whenever some aspect of Brietta reminded her of how beautiful she really was “You always do this Bri, your mind wanders off when I am trying to tell you something.” Michelle snapped, anger bubbling inside, but Brietta grinned.“This happens often and you have never tried to wonder why?” She asked, trailing