Chapter 2 All the Roads Ends Here

Ava

I wake up and get ready for work. I also shuffle in my little brother. So that he can go to school on time. He's always late.

"Come on Sam, Wake. Up. You Will get. Late for school." I said to him hurriedly. As I'm quiet. In hurry.

I own. And event managing company. It's nothing big, I just started a year ago a year ago as an entrepreneur.

A year ago I had nothing. I was all alone on my own and those dreadful days will still haunt me forever. I just had a brother to look after and myself as well. There was no one to help me. I was all alone in this cruel cruel world. They were people. But no one would help me.

And now I own Maxwell event managers. I'm the 100% owner of the company. Now I'm proud to have it. It's all going good, but I wish more success so that I can properly provide my brother all the happiness that it deserves.

I see I have some unseen texts on my phone from my Team.

I reply to them accordingly. As soon as I can. I'm typing the messages regarding the new event you're holding. At the Dell mansion.

They are quite famous for being one of the ruthless people in the business industry. They own multiple businesses, and they're not even small. They have big business self.

Well, good for them. I guess I have a company to look after.

As soon as Sam gets ready, we live in a drop him to his school.

I start the car to go on my own way to the office, just as. A car, came up and it nearly hits me.

But then the drivers falls the car around. Me and it it's my car instead.

I let out a huge scream. "Oh no."

The car stop's and the driver immediately comes out of the car.

Um, why does he have to look so good? You make me fight him so much harder now.

He oozed power like it was his middle name.

He looked so proper, perfect aviator, perfectly trimmed here, a suit which look like OK love business suit which was black in color.

Out correctly out of the car and slammed the door. Of course, I can sense his arrogance.

"Are you OK miss?" he asks me. But I can see it, there's not. Any concern in his eyes.

"Who the hell do you think you are? If you can't drive, I think you should stay at home." I say bitterly. And angry at the same time.

Seriously, who the hell does he think he is? He does not own me. Yeah, he just drove like a madman and nearly got me killed and also hit my car.

"Look whatever. The expense is I'll pay for your car alright."

"You think you can own the world, right? You're wrong news flash. I don't want only your money, you can shove it up your ass."

He looked at me very angry like you want to kill me and he wishes as if I hit me instead of hitting my car.

"Firstly, I saved your life I did not you when I could have. So you should be thanking instead of accusing me of owning the world, which by the way I do."

Oh yeah, we go again a rich frat boy. Claiming his daddy's money and power in front of me.

"What now you also going to press charges or something on me for standing there and getting hit on by you? And by your power. Look Mr, it's your fault, just say sorry. And, go about your way."

"Sorry, I should apologize to never do that you little present. Some people they don't have any money and yet they think they are the most powerful people. And by the way, if you don't know how to talk, you should be silent."

"You don't know a shit about me. What's giving rise to You make all those damn claims about."

" Look I have no interest in standing in front of you or talking to you in the middle of the road so you can just go on your own way. If you don't want any money."

"Apologize and then leave." I say with a smirk on my face.

"I'll never ever apologize. Much less to you."

"OK then," I say

And I start moving towards my car, but I don't. Sit on the drivers place instead. I go to the back of the car to open the behind. I take out of bat. Out of my car. A baseball bat for that. And I walked up to his car.

And even every kid knows in the town what's going to happen now?

I hit his windshield. With most force I have.

And shattered into pieces. Just, like diamonds in the sky.

He looks at me with it most anger. With a hate full expression.

***

I am at the Dell mention now. I am trying to organize everything But these people work really, really slow, but I have to manage them, however.

I take a look at the flowers that are subsiding from the stairs. They're beautiful daffodils. All along the Rail of the stairs.

Then I check the sound at the DJ station. Ask. Mel, the DJ.. To play all. The trendy songs.

I've ordered the caters to cook some of the very best dishes of theirs as the Dells. Are paying me. Me a lot of money to organized this party so I might as well do my best.

I also leave my organizations card at each table so that we could advertise our company more. I hope the guests tonight like the decoration at the party and we can get more Clients.

I have put my heart and soul into this company. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

The caterers have nine cuisines, including Indian, Mexican, Chinese. Italian.

But my favorite dishes tonight definitely has to be chicken Tikka and Carnitas tacos from Mexican cuisine.

We also has. Pasta Bolognese in Italian and many other pasta dishes as well as.

Also, really exquisite wines from the Italian collection.

From Chinese Cuisine we have stir fries, fried rice, egg rolls. Spring rolls and many others things that guests can indulge in.

I hope everything is well and good.

I'm in acquaintance with Owen Dell and he's been as such a gentleman to me all the time. Is just amazing.

One second after I met him and I knew that this guy is sensitive and he wears his heart on his sleeves. He's very safeguarded from the cruelty of this world.

And he didn't seem anything malicious or something like that to me. In fact, he was amazingly gentlemen.

"Oh no, that table should be pointed in this direction. Please make the changes As soon as feasible." I order my team and they rush off to make the changes.

Oh God, why are those flowers looking so sluggish? I have to replace them right now.

I order one of my team. Employees to replace those daffodils with some new fresh ones. So that everything looks fresh and beautiful. This place smells amazing due to all the flowery prep after the hall.

I really hope that this party goes on really smoothly and we get as many contracts and fame as possible.

I knew when I took this event that it is going to be a changing point in my career. This party is going to make my career sky rocket like nobodies business.

***

Two minutes into the party and I'm already bored to my mind.

There are high society folk. Talking about each other behind their backs, there are hushed whispers roared laughter and I hate all of it.

I really don't like these parties as I do not seem to fit in here.

I was just taking a break for some water and to catch my breath. Just as I saw Owen Dell's grandmother.

She was trying her very damn Best not To make her smile go rogue.

After all, it was her husband that she lost. She might have had loved him dearly.

"I decide I'll talk to her and I go to her and say hello. I'm the event manager. Ava Maxwell Nice to meet you."

"Hello Eva, you really did your best to organize this party. It's looking beautiful."

"You look sad. If I may say it, that I'm sorry if I'm being too frank though."

"No, it's completely fine. You are right, I am sad because you know this party is hand. In the membranes of my. Late husband. And he was the love of my life. I loved him dearly. I adored him. It's been years, but the pain still seems to be very fresh."

"I know what it's like to lose a loved one. I'm sorry for your loss. I give you my Condolences." I say with an encouraging smile.

"Thank you very much. You are really sweet girl Ava." She says with a very sweet and genuine smile. Which, by the way is rarely seen in the party over here.

"Oh! thank you, you don't have. May I ask you something if you don't mind?"

"Yeah, sure, go on. I don't have any problem," she permits with a smile

"Why is It asked off me to make all the declaration of daffodils? Does this mean anything to you? Were this special to your late husband?"

"Oh, you are not just a beautiful girl even, but you are also very smart. Yes they were. He loved Daffodils, they were his favorite flowers. He always gifted me daffodils and so did to him. I don't have him near me anymore, but I have this flowers which remind me of him all the time. They never I see or smell these daffodils. All I can think about is my husband. And just my, I'm just it, as if you're next to me."

"Oh, that's so sweet. Thank you for sharing. I hope you enjoy the food and the party. Please take care of yourself ma'am. I shall take you leave."