Chapter 2 1

"Did you have that dream again?" Mom asked as I got ready for work. I nodded and heard her sighed.

"Why don't you join the recruit training? It might help." Mom advised.

"And what makes you think I'd love to join?" I asked

"You should. It'd help."

"It might." I reasoned with her. "But right now, I'm busy. I don't wanna join. Besides, it's stressful." I said as I fixed my waist belt. I sat down in front of my mirror as I used only powder as I wasn't a fan of make up.

"Miranda, why are you being so stubborn? You know you need it." She whined.

"I know I do but I'm not ready to. Can't you respect my decisions? Dad did and you should, as well."

I've always tried to make it clear to her that I'd join the training when I have the time. Now is not the time!

"Okay, fine. But do not say we didn't warn you when the time comes." She stood up and left my room. I huffed as I dropped the powder brush angrily. I stood up, picked up a bag that matched my dress, tucked in some files and exited my room.

"Good morning" I greeted as I entered my office. "Good morning ma'am." My secretary greeted when she noticed me.

"Please send all the files I asked you to treat. I need to check them." I instructed.

"Okay ma'am. What about your schedule for today?" She enquired.

"Cancel them" I said without having a thought.

"But ma'am..."

"Just cancel them." I cut her off. I entered my office after instructing her not to permit anyone until I order her to do so.

I sat down as I began to check the files on my desk.

"So much files just for the morning." I thought.

I signed the necessary documents and edited some. The time ran faster than I thought and before I could realize it, it was midday already. I heard a knock on my door and I muttered a "come in". Someone entered and I looked up.

"Actually ma'am, I realized it's past lunch time so I brought you this." Vivian, my ever caring secretary said as she presented the so-called lunch.

"Thanks. Drop it over there." I nudged my head towards the couch in the office.

She dropped it there and proceeded to leave but stopped.

"Miss, you have a meeting with Malcolm's Group."

"What time?" I asked.

"5 o'clock" she answered.

"Alright" I nodded and she left.

Being a business woman can be stressful. One gets busy all the time. Searching for business associates who would invest and buy shares can also be tiring. The second highest company in NY is Malcolm's Group. Owned by a ruthless, old billionaire, the company flourished. The man, Malcolm Hillson, is considered to be the most ruthless man in the business world and the most richest man in the business world is none other than my father, Kelvin King, the owner of K.K Group of companies.

Though Dad left the companies for me to manage, he still engage in other businesses and his companies are the highest in the business world. Malcolm's Group had been K.K's rival for a couple of years and I've always wondered how Dad managed to deal with that. Now it was time to face my fear of the Malcolms but I never knew that dreams come true this fast.