Chapter 3 Welcome to the fashion house

Samantha walked into the biggest fashion company in the whole of Los Angeles.

She had recently moved to that city with her now ten years old Alice after she has received a call from the fashion company for a job interview.

She was more than happy that she was given an opportunity to work with them and was sure to give in her best.

"Welcome miss. Are you miss Samantha Davis?"

A man in suite said as soon as he spotted her.

"Thanks sire. Please I'm here for the final interview could you please take me to the manager herself?"

Samantha asked.

"Follow me."

They walked for some time before coming tot the elevator which took them to the managers office immediately.

The man knocked gently on the door and a soft voice ushered the in.

"You may go in ma"

The man said and turned to leave.

"My job is done here. Good luck miss"

"Thanks so much sire"

Samantha replied.

'God I need this job for me and Alice please grant it to me."

She prayed as she went inside.

"Good day ma."

She greeted gently.

"Plewsse have a seat miss"

The young manager replied her as she wrote something down on a sheet.

"Here are my qualifications and credentials"

Samantha stretched her hands giving the file she had to the manager.

The manager collected it and went through them.

"So you have a bachelors degree in food and nutrition. You also took a sub division part time class in modeling and fashion design, your 26, and a single mom!"

The manager said the last part with utter surprise.

"Yes ma'am"

Auora replied.

"But your body shape says no! No one will believe you 26 and have ever given birth. Your body shape is intact and you have a tiny waist fit for a model. But there's also one thing that surprises me in your detail miss. Your an orphan?"

The manager asked and the question itched samantha like a nail.

"I was brought up in an orphanage. No one knew who my parents were, dead or alive so it practically makes me an orpahn."

Samantha explained.

"Oh. I'm sorry to have brought that up dear. How did you take care of a a baby alone and also your expenses?"

The manager asked.

"Well miss. Alice is a totally different kind of kid. She is ten and acts like a complete adult. Plus she hates being called a kid. She just got enrolled into a junior high school sophomore year at the age of ten. Normal kids would only be there when they are thirteen if fourteen manager."

Samantha explained happy to talk about her pretty daughter.

"Please call me Amy. We can't be friends instead of boss and employee dont you think?"

The manager who was miss Amy Santiago said.

"Dies that means I'm employed manager... Ermn. Sorry Amy?"

Samantha stuttered not believing her ears.

"You are. Welcome to Crystal fashion intl."

Amy smiled and handed her back her crudentials.

"Oh thank you thank you! You dont know what this means to me. Thank you Amy."

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Samantha was so happy as she rode back home in cab.

Getting employed in crystal fashion was a thing to die for. And her position as a fashion model for the company and also the face of the company came with a brand new sport car. The latest model.

Miss Amy had said she would ask someone to deliver it to her house as she couldn't drive.

It was really a joyous moment for samantha Davis but the scene she met at home was something shocking.

There were lines of luxurious cars packed up in front of her apartment.

They would be more than ten of she counted it and the cars seemed like they belong to some rich folks but what she didn't understand was what it was doing in front of her house.

As she got down from the car and approached her apartment.

She could see Alice standing in front of the porch talking with a man dressed in suites with dark sun glasses on.

She quickly hastened up and approached the man and the ten year old girl who was talking and motioning with her hands like a grown up business lady.

"Oh hey Sam. Thank goodness your back. They're here for me. This is Mr Sanchez representative of the Dixon stallion international limited."

Alice said timidly.

"Hello sir. To what do I owe this visit?"

Samantha asked.

There where other men in suites standing besides him arms folded.

"If you dont mind Mrs Davis could we please step inside?"

The man Mr Sanchez asked.

"Oh sure"

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" what!!!!!"

Samantha yelled and almost fainted after reading the document in her hands.

"I don't quiet get this document. Could you please explain more?"

Samantha said panting heavily.

"This miss, is a contract document. One of my employees happened to come across this designs of cars and engines that no one has ever designed before on the internet. The designer was anonymous and the designs were really great and could be made into a car model which would fetch a huge sum of dollar in the car Market if made into a car.

It took us more than a year to track down the owner of the designing blog an in turned out to be you daughter miss. I must say she is really talented and one of a kind.

I dont want to miss such talented software designer to other car companies so this dicument is an emoyment document for your daughter.

We would like her to work for us. She would create car software designs and models for us and then we would make them into a car which would partly be named after her."

Mr Sanchez took time to explained.

"Sir. Are you aware this kid is ten years old and a student. How will she corp?"

The frightened samantha asked.

"That's sorted out miss. She would only report to work in Mondays and then she can't stay at home and create the car designs from home. We have with us a signing amount of thirty million dollars, ten of the equisive cars of the top brand, a five block mansion in this city and also one in Miami beach if she signs with us then all of these will be hers."

Mr Sanchez said and samantha couldn't believe it to be real anymore as she was sweating prefusely before fainting on the couch where she was seated.

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