Lewis strolled down the street the next evening, heWas feeling very frustrated about how things were going. The search for someone to do the job had been fruitless so far. His thoughts were also filled up with worry about Garcia and how they were going to get money to give her proper treatment.As he walked, he heard the screech of tires and he turned to see a sleek black car pulling over. A young woman in her mid-twenties, wearing a tight pink bodycon dress, stepped out, cursing loudly at the driver like they were fighting.She tugged at her dress, trying to pull it down as the car sped away, leaving her looking lost and stranded. Lewis stopped in his tracks, watching what was happening and trying to understand what was happening.The girl was beautiful but had this desperate look in her eyes. He could sense her vulnerability and her need for help.An idea sparked in his mind.“This could be the perfect girl for the job, she fits into every feature he wanted.” he thought to himself,
The next day, Ella arrived at the unfinished building where Lewis and Mr. Michael were waiting for her. She was dressed smartly, ready for whatever training they had planned. Lewis greeted her at the door with a smile, guiding her inside. “Welcome, Ella. Ready for your first day of training?” he asked, not even caring about the compliment.Ella nodded, feeling more determined. This joy was supposed to be the most serious official job she had ever done in her life. “I’m ready. Let’s do this.”Mr. Michael joined them in the expedient living room, where they had set up a table with some papers and a whiteboard. “Good morning, Ella. Today, we’ll go over the basics of your role. It’s important that you understand everything perfectly.”“Got it,” Ella said, taking a seat. “First things first,” Lewis began, “your initial approach to Harvey has to be convincing. You’re going to meet him in his office, acting like you’re interested in investing or partnering with his company, or better still y
Ella had always been confident, but this time, the stakes were higher than what she could imagine. As she dressed that morning, she took extra care to look her best and professional. Her outfit was sharp, it was a tailored black blazer paired with a white blouse and a pencil skirt that hugged her figure in just the right way. She wore minimal makeup, just enough to bring out her natural beauty without overdoing it, and finished off the look with a pair of sleek black heels. She took a deep breath as she stood in front of the mirror. "You can do this," she told herself, then grabbed her purse and headed out the door.The ride to the Stephenson office building felt longer than usual. Ella's mind raced with the various events that could play out once she arrived. The script that Mr. Michael and Lewis had drilled into her head played on repeat, each line was all important to her assignment.When she arrived at the Stephenson complex, Ella couldn't help but admire the high glass structure
Ella couldn’t contain her excitement as she made her way to Mr. Michael and Lewis’s uncompleted house. The day had gone better than she could have hoped for, and she was eager to share the news. The sun was setting as she approached the usual, run-down building. The orange light of the evening shines on the worn way leading to their door. She knocked twice, and the door swung open almost immediately. Lewis stood there, his expression was with a mixture of hope and anxiety. “So, how did it go?” he asked, his voice betraying the nervousness he tried to hide. He didn't even bother to welcome him.Ella bit her lip, trying to keep a straight face. She wanted to tease them a little. “It was a disaster,” she said, shaking her head slowly. “Harvey… he walked me out without a second thought.”Lewis’s face fell, his shoulders slumped in loss. Mr. Michael, who had been sitting in the corner of the small empty living room, looked up from his newspaper, he was clearly weak, and his already-weather
Ella’s alarm went off at 6:00 AM, jolting her awake from a restless sleep. Today was the day she started her new job at Stephenson & Co. as Harvey’s personal assistant. She was determined to make a good impression, knowing how important it was for the success of Mr. Michael and Lewis’s dream. She quickly freshened up, splashing cold water on her face to nod off the last remnants of sleep. As she looked at herself in the mirror but her reflection in the mirror showed a very determined young woman, who was ready to take on whatever the day threw at her.Ella took her time applying makeup, just to make sure her face looked flawless. She opted for a simple, professional look—just enough to enhance her natural beauty without appearing too flashy. Then, she chose her outfit carefully, so she decided on a sleek black dress that hugged her curves just right and paired with simple black heels.The dress was professional, yet it had a certain charisma that she knew wouldn’t go unnoticed. Ella a
Ella’s first day at the Stephenson Corporation had been a whirlwind, but she had managed to get through it with the confidence and carefulness that had always pushed her. As the days turned into weeks, she found herself settling into her new role with surprising comfort. This was her first time doing a legitimate job, and though it was supposed to be just a means to an end, something unexpected began to happen—Ella started to enjoy the work.Each morning, she would wake up early, dress smartly, and make her way to the office. At first, her routine was foreign to her, but it later became a source of stability that she enjoyed.All the assignments she was assigned by Harvey were challenging, but Ella handled them with diligence that surprised even herself. She had always been resourceful, but she hadn’t realized just how much she could accomplish when she put her mind to something productive.Harvey quickly noticed her dedication. He appreciated the way Ella approached her responsibilit
Lewis sat in his small, empty room, his mind was racing with frustration and anger. He had been pacing back and forth for what felt like hours, trying to come up with a new plan. It felt like his world had crumbled as nothing seemed to be working out for them.Ella’s sudden change of heart had caught them off guard, and now it seemed like the plan he and his father had carefully formulated was crumbling before his eyes. How could she betray them like this? How could she choose to be loyal to Harvey, of all people, after everything they had done for her?Finally, unable to stand being cooped up any longer, Lewis grabbed his jacket and headed outside. He needed fresh air, and perhaps some distance from his thoughts would help him see things more clearly. As he stepped out into the small courtyard of the run-down building they called home, he noticed his father, Mr. Michael, sitting on an old, weather-beaten bench. His father looked just as troubled as Lewis felt, also lost in his own th
Mr. Michael had always prided himself on being a man of action, someone who didn’t wait for things to happen but made them happen. Maybe that was what also led him to the condition he was in now. But as the days went by and he struggled to find a way to reach Dante, he felt that usual feeling of control slipping away. He wouldn't lose Dante too, he was his last hope. The man had the connections and the influence needed to pull off the kind of plan he had in mind. As an insider in Stephenson’s cooperation, it would be that golden opportunity they were seeking. But getting to Dante was proving to be more difficult than he had expected. It wasn’t like the old days when Mr. Michael had clout and a network of people who owed him favors. Now, he was just another man down on his luck, scraping by, hoping to catch a break. His first effort was to try and reach Dante directly, but every attempt was met with a dead end. The phone numbers he had for Dante were either disconnected or went straigh