"The Botanica Bank."
Even though my one year salary is not enough, If I bought a single item here. This place is slapping me on how poor I am and how I am not suitable.
"Why didn't he give you his black card? Get his black cards! If he doesn't want to give it to you, get all his cards!"
"Actually he is giving me two cards but I refuse. He said I can spend all the money on it and it's mine."
The people work here is their pride is with them.
"You refuse? Are you stupid?!"
I can't look up because of everyone passing by us. They are filthy rich and most of them are holding a cup of a famous brand of drink.
I sign her to lower down her voice. We're getting attention.
"First, Let's fix yourself and I will choose an outfit for you. You are beautiful. You should change your style and fashion. Your family is wealthy, why don't you use them?"
We entered a salon and from the inside I knew this was not a cheap salon.
When we get inside, it looks expensive and it smells professionalism.
I tug on Layla's skirt and whisper to her. "I can't afford it here."
She winked at me. "Give me the card that my cousin gave to you."
I looked at her hands, that is not asking for the card.
I don't want to use this card, this is all his sweat and hard work.
She waited at me and raised her eyebrow. I gave it to her.
I don't like spending the money of others. I want it to come from my sweat and blood.
"Maria. Fix her eyebrow and color his hair and make it shine. It's dried." She showed them how dried my hair is.
She's a loyal customer here.
They did my hair and they colored it brunette and made highlights. They even curl the bottom part of my hair.
They put makeup on my face. A simple and natural make up, unlike on Layla's face. Mine is simple and natural while her is obvious but it suits her.
She brought me to an expensive and well known boutique and when I looked at the price of the clothes my eyes got bigger and I swallowed hard. Why does Layla spend her money on this kind and expensive clothes? Clothes are all the same and as long as it's fine and comfortable, wear it. Why do I need to spend on such expensive clothes? People won't know what brand you're wearing.
Sometimes I feel different and alone because it feels like I am the only one who doesn't know branded things and what is in.
LAYLA POV
“Look after her.”
I rolled my eyes when I read the message of my favorite cousin. Such protective ass.
I received another text from him. “How’s she doing? Tell her to reply to my messages.” I look at Shielyn in the changing room. This cousin of mine keeps on texting me from time to time just to ask about his dear wife. He never asks about me, if I am okay. Well, I'm okay and still pretty.
I look at myself in the mirror and I fix my hair a little bit. There, I look more stunning and gorgeous.
I look at the manager that is looking at me. I raised my left eyebrow at her.
My cousin is so protective over her and his horn is getting short when the topic is about Shielyn. He is just kind to his wife, he never showed kindness to us.
I replied back. “Hmmp! Transfer first, the money in my bank account.`` My favorite brand released a new bag and I haven’t bought it and I am planning to buy a new collection of makeup. I need to buy new clothes too, Jase is not attracted to me. I need to change to be noticed by Jase..
“May I remind you that you’re using my cards? I will hold my cards if you don't look after her.”
This demon cousin of mine is really really. Arg! I want to pinch him. He is threatening me again to close his cards that I am holding.
“Jase?” I saw Jase pass by this boutique. I get out of the boutique to find him.
The love of my life is here.
“Jase! Jase!” I called so loud and he turned around.
I know his figure and I wouldn't get wrong.
I got near him and I clung to his arm. He is wearing sunglasses, a black frame and he’s in a blue suit and black suit.
“Why are you alone?” I asked.
“I just looked at something.” He plainly answered.
“Business.?” I asked again and he nodded.
“Where are you heading now?” I ask again.
“Going back to the company.” He is too lazy to answer.
I bit my lower lip.
“Can I ride on? I had been waiting for my driver for hours and I couldn't contact him.” I lied. I will just text Shielyn later to go home alone.
Jase didn’t answer and he walked and I went with him.
I was giggling when I entered his car.
He was just silently driving as if he is alone and I am just an air.
"I miss you Jase, I'd never seen you these past few days. Are you busy?" I tried to start a conversation with him but he just shrugged.
I sighed.
I make my voice lovely and exciting. "I guess you're busy. My brother came to Europe and I don't know the reason. Do you?" I like him. "Did you know that reason? I got curious because it's sudden." I know that he always has an out of town meeting ang business but this one makes me curious. He acts differently.
"I'll go with him. I have my flight tomorrow" He said nonchalantly.
He parked his car in the parking lot of the company.
I feel sad. I'm not going to see him again.
He got out of the car without opening the car door for me. I ran to him and hugged his arm. He looked at me as I smiled at him widely.
"Why do you need to go there? I miss you. I want to come. Don't leave me.`` I tightly hugged his arm.
"Tsked!" He pressed the floor button where his office was.
"Layla, you're hugging my arm too tight." He complained but I didn't release it.
"But I miss you so much. I Know that you didn't miss me but I did." I looked at him and he's not looking at me. He's looking in front.
How to get this man attention and love?
I want him to love me and I really have a huge crush on him since day one.
When the elevator door opens his secretary is the one I see. She's standing in front of us and it seems she's waiting for her boss.
"Sir, the Look Fab. Inc corporations are now in the meeting and they are waiting for you."
Jase is just walking and I didn't notice that I'm now alone.
"Ah! Ah! Wait for me!" I shouted.
I clung on his arm again and he stopped walking, I smiled at him widely. I smelled his perfume and it's so good. He smells so good. Very manly perfume.
I smelled him.
"What are you doing?" His eyebrow furrowed.
His long eyelashes and they are curls. I feel jealous of his eyelashes.
"Hehe. Hugging you?" I'm not sure.
"Tsked!" He continued to walk.
"Sir, about the meeting yesterday that you'd cancel, the president called and he canceled his subscription and I already cleared your schedule for your morning flight tomorrow." His secretary is just following us and she's also behind us.
He goes into a room and his secretary stops me from coming in.
"Ma'am sorry but you can't enter the room for the meantime because it's exclusive for the partnership. Sir, is having a meeting with the company partner and it's a bit confidential." She explain and she's blocking my way in that room.
I rolled my eyes at her.
"I'm his fiancé. Why am I not allowed? Do you want me to fire you?" I raise my eyebrow at her."
She looks apologetic. "I'm really sorry but this is a confidential meeting with the partners of this company. After the meeting you can come in." She pleaded.
I crossed my arms in my chest and I'm still raising my eyebrow at her.
"But I miss Jase and I want to be with him!" I raise my voice.
She swallowed.
And she wants me to enter the meeting room after they use it. What am I going to do there? I need Jase. The reason I'm here is because of him. Grr.
This secretary of my husband is a stupid.
"Ma'am please. Leave my boss for a while after the meeting so you can have him." She's begging me.
She knows that I am not going to listen to her.
I smirked at her.
"Let her." A cold baritone voice.
My mood lifted when I saw him in the door.
I push away his secretary and hugged his arm
I sat besides and his secretary couldn't do anything when her boss let me. She gets me a spare chair and I sit beside him.
"Behave yourself or else I'll kick you out of this room." He whispered in my ear while looking at the folders in front of him
"Yes sir." I salute and everyone looks at me.
"I'm sorry." I apologized when I got their attention.
Just like what he told me. I behave myself besides me and my eyes never leave him. My attention is all him.
He looks hot while discussing something that I don't understand. I'm just looking at the movement of his lips.
I fell in love with more. He's so serious.
I looked at his secretary and she's busy jotting down notes.
They are all serious while I am here fantasizing about my husband.