Chapter 102 - a licensed gold digger

A licensed gold digger

I just want to enjoy my time with Simon, so I guess the better or in fact the best way out of any confrontation is apologising first.

"I am sorry", I say and take a step away to urge Simon and I to continue.

"What do you mean you are sorry after intentionally hitting me. Did you hope to dislocate my shoulder?", She asks with a hard glare and my gaze weakens as I try to recollect what just happened.

It clearly looked like I was the one who got hit and if anyone suffered any damages, then it would be me, because mu shoulders still hurt.

"You…",

"I have got this Simon", I tell him as I give his hand a gentle squeeze.

I just want this settled as soon as possible doesn't this lady feel the same?

"I did not hit you intentionally and I apologized so we do not have to drag this any further", I tell her and she gives me a stare as if I had just said the most ridiculous thing ever.

"Sweetheart, let us go she clearly did not hit you, it was you who was focused on your phone", the guy beside her says, but she shuns him with both her gaze and the words that come out from her mouth.

"And so what? She has to apologize. Does she know who I am? I am someone she could never reach and she is probably just an unworthy gold digger", she says with contempt.

That was a bit too much, but the only part that was a lie is when she called me 'unworthy'.

Why?

Because Simon has given me the advantage and license to freely dig his gold alongside his heart.

So I am a worthy gold digger only for my Simon and she needs to know that.

But before I get to remind her, Simon speaks up.

"Take that back", he says with a certain chill in his voice.

"I won't because I know I am right and or else what?", she asks and I just know there and then that she has dug her own grave.

Especially when Simon doesn't give her a reply.

I have met her type a dozen times and more when I worked at aunty Nancy's club, so this setting isn't any new to me.

But the fact that I am standing up for myself is.

I have never done that I'm the past, because I was a worker, I only ever had to swallow my pride and whatever insult the drunk and low esteemed customer threw my way.

But this is not going to happen now.

"Oh please", she says as she eyes me condescendingly, but I notice how her gaze keeps travelling past me to my left.

To Simon!

How dare her?!

The action I catch her in just upsets me and I want to be out of her sight or have her out of my sight immediately.

Whichever way works for me.

"Well, ouch", she says as her shoulder bag drops to the floor.

"Well what?", I ask this time taking my stance unlike before when I apologized with solemnity.

"My bag, it fell because you hit me, so pick it up", she says as she eyes me and the bag on the ground.

"You've got to be kidding me", I say with a sneer and that kind of gives her some satisfaction.

I guess she was looking for a fight all along and she thought me to be the best victim.

I would have been if this were in the past, but not when I have Simon.

However, everything I am about to say hangs in my throat when her phone starts to ring.

She picks it up and withing the ten seconds in which the phone call lasted, her face bore about five expressions in one go.

First distaste then disbelief then anger then dejection then a bit of hope before she dropped to her knees in a flop.

"Please, forgive me, I did not know that you were not in my level", she says as she leans in to me, probably to hold my legs.

But I take a step backward and look up to Simon.

His face is straight, but I have a feeling that he has something, no, everything to do with what is happening right now.

Before I can get the chance to ask Simon what is going on, she continues to plead.

"Please forgive me for my insolence, here", she slaps herself hard across her face, "I will slap myself even harder please do not let my agency terminate their contract with me, I have not achieved my dreams yet, please", she pleads as tears start to pour down her face.

"But I do not even do anything", I say with a chuckle.

This is weirding me out.

I have never ever been in a situation like this and it is all just too fast, we did not even get to exchange enough words before everything changed.

"Yes, because this is all my fault. I promise to repent, please forgive me and give me another chance, I will wipe your shoe if you want, I will continue to hit myself if your want, but please give me another chance", she continues to plead.

"I do not even know what I did or how I did it, you should confirm with your agency. This has nothing to do with me", I tell her as I take a step back with Simon and tighten my hold on me.

I have never felt harrased this way before.

"Yes, please forgive me", she continues, but then two hefty men appear behind her and it so turns out that her boyfriend or whoever the guy who had escorted her is has disappeared.

"Ma'am, you are constituting a nuisance and we will have to escort you out", one of the says before nodding to the other and together they lift her up while holding her arms.

The lady whose name I am still yet to collect starts to throw aherself around while crying and pleading that I forgive her.

"But I do not wve know anything", I say with a sigh when I notice that the stare people around are giving has changed from of interest and anticipated for a fight to that of fear of approaching lest they suffer the same fate as they lady who was just escorted out did.

Oh well.

After a while when everything has settled down in my mind at least, I look up to Simon whose hand is around my waist and ask him the question I already have an answer to.

"You did that, didn't you?", I ask him and he shrugs with a smile.

"Did you really expect me to sit back and let me watch you stress over such unworthy things?", He says and my lips naturally break into a smile afterwards.

Of course not.

"I just did not think that would happen. It ended before it could even begin", I tell him and he pulls me closer to him.

"Little Ashley, nothing in this world will bother you as long as you have me", he says and lands me a kiss on my lips.

And in my mind, I know that much.

I return the kiss and ignore the sound of camera clicking fromma distance.

Is that paparazzi?

Am I a celebrity now?