HOT MISS BILLIONAIRE

Immediately 7am strike the dot, the sound of a ringing alarm took over the biggest room in the mansion. Jemima's lashes parted ways in bed, and as the ringing penetrated into her ears, she squeezed her face and eventually sat up in bed. She slammed her palm on the alarm to shut it up before sweeping her hair back. She was about to get down from the bed when she noticed Landon is still beside her. "Get up @sshole!" She yelled, and his eyes flew open. He sat up in bed immediately. "What the f**k are you still doing here?" Jemima glared, her eyes holding not the slightest speck of friendliness. "Baby!" Landon smiled and tried kissing her, but she pushed him, and he fell down from the bed. "Ouch! Jemima!" He groaned. "Your time is over immediately the day broke, so get the hell out of this mansion!" Jemima said flatly, coming down from the bed. "Don't be like this, Jemima we can actually click... "In your f**king dreams !" She cut him off, throwing his shirt and pants on him. He caught them to his chest, and she began pushing him out of the room in just his underpants. "Jemima listen, I love you and... "And you're mad!" She shot, finally pushing him out of the room. She closed the door and flipped her hair before slipping her sleeping robe down her slim but curvy body. Her uniquely enchanting shape is one of the many things that made her popular besides her face and company, she's really beautifully carved. She put on her bathrobe and smirked. "Love after a nightstand?, men are jokes" she muttered and entered the bathroom. She came out an hour later, and as expected, Dolores lay her dress on the bed already. Dolores is the housemaid, and at the same time, her daughter's nanny. Jemima took her time dressing up, and when she was done, she stood in front of the mirror and smiled at her perfection. Beauty, curves, brains and tallness, what else could she ask for? Absolutely nothing, she's the most perfect person living. She walked out of the room, the smell of her cologne following her till she got downstairs. "Mum!" Francesca waved to her from the dinning room. Her ten years old daughter. Merely looking at her reminds her of someone, and that reminder made her lose her appetite. Her mood changed immediately. "Mum, breakfast is... "Just shut up and eat! Don't say another word" Jemima snapped, and Francesca bit her lip as she walked out of the house. Tears ran down Francesca's eyes, and Dolores rushed out of the kitchen. She's a middle-aged woman. "Francesca!" She gasped when she saw her crying again. "She hates me" Francesca sniffed tearfully. Dolores pulled her head to her tummy, stroking her hair. "Stop crying, madam will come around one day" "It doesn't look like it at all...she hates seeing me, Dolores are you sure?" Francesca looked up at her. "Trust me baby, now eat and don't be late for school, nanny loves you yunno" she smiled, wiping her tears. "I love you too nanny" she said and hugged her tightly. •••

Granny Suzy was already placing breakfast on the dinning table when Maxwell came out, all dressed to go for his morning swimming practice. "Goodmorning baby Suzy" he smiled, giving her a peck before sitting. "Mon tresor (my treasure)" she smiled, stroking his hair. "Did you sleep well?" She asked. "Sure baby" he nodded. Cypress ran out immediately, buttoning up her red shirt hastily. She's wearing it on green joggers, then extra big black sneakers. "Red shirt on blue joggers? Your sense of dressing is lame sis, I wonder why you haven't been fired at the store" Maxwell rolled eyes. "I'll give you the reply to that when I come back, I'm f**king late already, I have to go" Cypress replied when she finished buttoning up "You're not taking breakfast?" Granny Suzy blinked. "You want me to get fired?" Cypress pouted. "Then just one potato" granny Suzy quickly shoved one into her mouth. "Thanks granny! I love you!" She shouted, rushing out of the house. "Wait and give me a ride!" Maxwell shouted and stood. Granny Suzy shoved a potato ball into his mouth too " Why do you love giving us potatoes every morning?" He asked as he ate cutely, his cheeks bulging with the potato. "It helps the brain" she winked, and he laughed, giving her another peck before rushing out of the house. He bumped directly into Warren, his best friend. "Why the hell are you late?" He asked. "I slept late, but no worries, Cypress will give us a ride" Maxwell replied, but then they heard the zooming of a car, and they looked ahead to see Cypress's car leaving already. "Cypress!" They shouted at once, and she looked out though the window "My dress sense is a wack, right? Go drive with a model" she smirked and grabbed the wheel, driving off. "Cypress!!!" Warren and Maxwell screamed, running after her car. •••

Jemima arrived shortly, and immediately she came out of her car, trails of guards followed her in together with her secretary. As usual, staffs ran out of her way, but the unlucky ones who weren't fast enough had to stay on a single line and bow their heads as she walked past them. She suddenly stopped, then she diverted her straight face to one of the male staffs. "Head up" she said bluntly, and the man raised his head fearfully. Her eyes were fixed directly on his nails, they have some stains on them. "The first basic rule here?" She asked sternly without blinking. "Clean...clean... liness" he stammered, shaking as beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. "Fire him" she ordered. "Yes boss!" Secretary Lina replied behind her, and his eyes widened as she resumed her walk. She finally entered the elevator with just her secretary, and she arrived at her floor two minutes later. She came out of the elevator to see Tatiana waiting in front of it. Tatiana is her stepsister. Her father(chairman) married Tatiana's mum after her mum's death, but even before her mum's death, chairman has been having an affair with Tatiana's mum, so basically, Tatiana and Jemima are age mates. Tatiana badly wants to be the CEO in place of Jemima, but she's not as brilliant as Jemima, and that's why chairman made her the general manager instead. She's Jemima's greatest enemy, and it's mutual. She gave the usual annoying smile before coming forward, blocking Jemima's way. "I see you came late to work again" "I'm the CEO, isn't that a given" Jemima replied confidently. "Are you really fit to be the CEO? You f**k men like a whore, I'm scared for the future of Skyline" Tatiana said, getting her phone. She showed Jemima a picture of how Landon was coming out of her mansion this morning. "Two nights ago, it was Justus Halifax, the politician, and last night it was Landon Farley, the business tycoon, aren't you ashamed?" Tatiana smirked, and Jemima came closer. "If you badly wanna become the CEO, then spying on me won't do, it's a waste of your worthless time" she said. "What!" Tatiana's eyes widened. "Yeah, I f**k the c**ks I want with no strings attached cos I never claim what's not mine" Jemima continued, leaning in to Tatiana's ear. "Not everyone will be like your mother, heard she seduced dad after a one night stand, so obviously you're a product of a freaking one nightstand, baby" she whispered and stood straight. Tatiana made to slap her, but she caught her hand and threw it off. "Stop trying, I'll crush you,... badly" she muttered, and Tatiana gritted her teeth as she walked fully into the floor. All the staffs in the floor bowed completely, and she spotted one with a crooked tie. "Fire him, I'm talking about Mr Kayden" she smirked. "Yes boss!" Secretary Lina replied as she entered her office. She rushed in with her and got her schedule book. "You're having a meeting with the directors by 11, and by 1, you're attending a luncheon with the shareholders. By 2, you'll be signing the document for the finalization of the deal yesterday, and by 7pm, you'll be partying with The Diamonds" she read professionally. "Told you to find me a new personal manager" Jemima raised a brow. "Yes ma'am! I selected the few eligible ones already, and they'll be coming for interview tommorow she smiled. "Good, prepare for the meeting" Jemima said. "Sure ma'am!" •••

It's the best pool hall in Paris, and that's why only the best swimmers are allowed to practice there. Maxwell came out of the changing cubicle with Warren, wearing his pants already. As usual, his muscles, abs and s*xy packs stood out on his perfectly made body, the black swimming pants gave him more foxiness. Only 10 swimmers are allowed in, and he's luckily one of the ten, maybe cos he's one of the best swimmers around, but obviously not the first... A guy entered the place, earning screams from the remaining guys... They were hailing him as he walked, and he's smiling cockily, enjoying the attention he's getting. It's always like that though, he's Lincoln, the only son of a rich distiller family who's considered the best, richest and the most handsome swimmer here. He's got millions of followers online. "I hate him" Warren muttered beside Maxwell. Maxwell was about to reply when another person came in. CleoSpeedy! The only female swimmer here, the s*xy vixen in bikini! She's got everything to make a lady hot, and almost all the guys have a crush on her. As expected, she's as proud as f**k! She's on same level as Lincoln with handful of followers too. Maxwell went mute as he stared at her. She was making a live stream on her IG as she walked. All the guys in there has wide mouths as they stared, it's always the case. "So, you can stare too" Lincoln suddenly said , appearing in front of Maxwell. Maxwell faced him slowly. "I can't?" He said. "She's expensive, obviously made for me, so you should get your eyes off her, you can go to your granny's bar to serve instead, poor thing" Lincoln smirked arrogantly, and Maxwell pushed him. Lincoln fell into the pool heavily, and all eyes widened. "Your arrogance is irritating, I know I'm not rich but it shouldn't reach me, I'm a limited edition... bastard" Maxwell muttered and walked out of the hall. "Mell!" Warren quickly got his clothes from the cubicle and ran after him. "Mell you're in trouble! You know who Lincoln is, how could you push him!" He shouted when he caught up with him. "I don't f**king care! You heard what he said!" Maxwell replied, taking his clothes from him. He got a call on his phone immediately, and when he finished picking, he put on his clothes. "Not practicing anymore?" Warren blinked. "Will come back in the evening, have to go for a designated drive" he replied and left. Yeah, he works as a designated driver at his free time. •••

<7:10PM~ PARADISE GARDENS>

It's the usual venue for The Diamonds party, and as expected, the front of the hall was already filled with reporters from different houses, upcoming fashionistas, influencers and models who only came to watch the entry of The Diamonds on the red carpet. The Diamonds is a club of celebrities in Paris, led by Jemima herself. They accept new members with a party every week. You must have 400M+ net worth or 50M+ followers on IG before becoming a member. It's the dream club of almost everyone in Paris. Cars continued stopping in front of the hall, and celebrities kept coming out wearing expensive dresses that can feed families for years. CleoSpeedy and Lincoln arrived at a time, and they stepped on the red carpet at once, earning wows from the onlookers as cameras brightened on their faces and f**king expensive dresses. Those with phones began snapping too. For the record, they're the most arrogant two in the club, also the youngest. Immediately they went in, Jemima's car stopped, and the door was opened for her. She stepped out looking sassy and high as usual. All the cameras focused on her at once, and she only smiled lightly as she walked the carpet. She waved once before entering fully, and someone bumped into her instantly. "What the f**k! Are you blind!" She spat angrily at the man. "He's Don Williams, the owner of Savage Textiles who joined the club last month" secretary Lina said beside her. "Do I look like I care? He can't be old, blind and stupid at a time!" Jemima yelled. Williams only smiled without a word, and that even annoyed her more. "Yunno what? Party cancelled for tonight! My mood is ruined!" She shouted and stormed out of the hall into her car. Immediately she entered, an unfriendly odour hit her nose, and her eyes widened. "The hell! What's this smell!" "I'm so sorry ma'am, I must have eaten too much, I...I.. farted" the driver said, and her eyes widened. "What! Farted in my car?" Before he could get it, she slapped him hard across the face, and his nose bled. "Out of my car! You're fired!" She yelled, and he scurried out fast, running off. Jemima came out of the car too, fanning herself as she inhaled fresh air. "Throw out the car" she told secretary Lina. "Yes ma'am!" She replied, and another car arrived for her immediately, but no driver to drive. "I'll call a designated driver" Lina smiled, getting her phone to call one. She was still making the call when Jemima felt something drop from her p*ssy into her pants, her period! She quickly checked her bag for pad, but none is available, and that was when the designated driver arrived... Maxwell. "Thanks for coming, here" Lina handed him the car keys. "Not yet! Get me pads first" Jemima cut in, handing him her debit card. "What!" He said. "Are you deaf? Get me pads before you'll drive me!" She snapped, and he nodded before leaving quietly. She waited for minutes, feeling more and more blood falling out of her till he arrived, but surprisingly, he was holding a large bag, and he's eating ice cream! Jemima snatched the bag from him, but it was so heavy that it fell from her to the ground, and all the contents poured out.... potatoes!!! "What! Potatoes?" Her eyes widened as she turned to him. Maxwell ate from his ice cream and smirked. "My granny said they're good for the brain, I figured out you need it" "What!" "You really think I was gonna buy you pads? I know I'm not rich, but i'm a limited edition" he said. "What the.... He cut her off by throwing the ice cream cone with him on her car, staining the windscreen badly. "What the heck are you doing!" Jemima's eyes widened again. Secretary Lina smiled secretly as he raised his middle finger to Jemima's face. "F**k you" he muttered before starting to leave. "Call the cops Lina! Call the f**king cops!" She shouted. "He did... nothing...wrong" Lina replied, and Jemima turned swiftly to her... "What!" TBC...

"He did... nothing...wrong" Lina replied, and Jemima turned swiftly to her... "What!" ____ "I never said anything" Lina quickly said with a blink. "I told you to call the cops idiot!" Jemima fired. "But he's already gone" Lina replied, and Jemima turned to the road. He's really gone, no sign of him. "A wimp like him talked down on me? I'm gonna search the whole of Paris if I have to, I must find him and give him a dose of his own medicine!" She threatened and made to get in the car, but when she saw the ice cream on it...

"Damn!!! Who the f**k is he!" She shouted frustratedly and faced Lina again. "Throw it out" she ordered. "This will be the second car you threw out tonight" Lina blinked "I didn't buy them with your money" Jemima glared. "I'm sorry, ma'am" she quickly bowed. "I'll call for another car" she said and made the call. Within five minutes, it came together with a designated driver. Jemima got in immediately, and she was driven away. Lina released an heavy breath, holding her chest. "She'd be my death" she muttered and walked back into the hall. No one is allowed to bring secretaries or PA in, but being the leader's secretary, she enjoys the luxury. All the club members were already in when she got back. Celebrities are standing in groups with cups of cocktails, either talking about the prices of their expensive dresses or badmouthing the dresses of others, it's the weekly routine here Lina gathered bravery and walked to the middle. "Attention everyone!" She shouted, but no one answered. "Arggggghhh!!!!!!!!" She screamed, trying to get their attention, and it worked. Everyone turned to her at once, and she smiled. "I'm the leader's secretary like y'all know, and....I'm sorry but tonight's party has been cancelled" she announced. 🗣️ What! 🗣️ I bought this dress for millions, specially for tonight 🗣️ What the hell! Everyone began murmuring, and CleoSpeedy stepped forward with a smirk. "I don't know what's directing the head of your boss, but just because she's the leader doesn't mean she gets to ride us anyhow! It's insane!" She shouted. "Is she mad? How dare she waste my time when she knew it was gonna get cancelled" Lincoln said behind her. "Don't talk to my boss that way, she's not your mate" Lina said boldly, and CleoSpeedy scoffed before landing a hot slap on her face. Lina staggered and fell on the ground, but she stood immediately. "So...what if they talk badly about your crazy boss?" Tatiana appeared, and Lina's eyes widened. She's also a member of the club. "Now you have the guts to defend your boss? No one is allowed to bring secretaries in here, but you're in cos you're her f**king secretary!, you think you've made it? B**ch!" Tatiana spat and gave her another slap on that same cheek. Lina fell again, and the redness on that cheek increased as everyone laughed. CleoSpeedy did worse when she came forward with a glass of wine which she poured on Lina's hair. "Oh! Sorry!" She laughed, throwing the glass on the ground. Everyone laughed again before starting to leave the hall. Tatiana was the last person to leave. She squatted in front of Lina and smiled. "You should have known your place" she muttered before standing, then she walked out too. Lina kept sitting there, and before she knew it, she was already crying. •••

Jemima was still fuming with anger as she entered, meeting Francesca in the living room with Dolores. "Mum!" She jumped down from the couch and rushed to hug her, but Jemima broke it with a push. "Get away" she smirked and started going upstairs. "Mum! I got ten on ten in my essay in school today! My teacher said I can be a linguist in college" Francesca said again. "I'm already mad here, can you just stop adding to my problem? Go to bed and stop bothering me!" Jemima snapped angrily and finally left without looking back. Francesca squatted below the stairs and started crying again. "Francesca!" Dolores rushed to her. ••• Jemima threw her bag on the bed when she arrived at her room, and it was followed by the flinging of her shoes. She dipped her fingers in her hair and began walking around the room, thinking about the guy from earlier. "Is he an alien? Even the cockroaches in Paris knows the great Jemima Andrade-Kings, how dare he.... urrgg!!" She groaned, and her phone rang. She wanted to ignore,but when she saw it's her dad, she picked. "Tatiana reported me to you again, right? That mad b**ch" "Jemima, why not just settle with one of the men you f**k with, is it that hard to do? F**king them will only spread rumours about you, think about what It'd do to Skyline" chairman replied. "Are you serious right now? I took over the company when I was 23 remember? And now I'm 28, meaning I've been running it smoothly for five good years! Nothing bad happened to the company since then, so why are you worrying now? Not like I just started f**king men" she retorted. "And about Francesca... "I don't wanna talk about it" she hung up immediately, throwing her phone on the bed "Why did I pick his call? He's good at adding to my headache" she muttered, stripping herself before entering the bathroom. •••

The last customers in the bar were already on their last bottles when Maxwell came in. Liquor Alchemy is not the most popular bar in the neighborhood, but at least, granny Suzy has substantial customers. "Mell!" Warren shouted from a table. He was already sitting with Cypress. They all come here to drink almost every night. Maxwell ignored Warren first and went to granny Suzy who was already tidying up. "Baby Suzy" he hugged her from behind and kissed her grey hair. "Told you to stop doing these things to me, save them for your future girlfriend" she laughed. "It doesn't seem like he's getting a girlfriend till death, he might be planning to be a Reverend" Warren replied from their table. "While at it, I know a popular Catholic Church down the street, I can take you there to start your evangelism" Cypress laughed. "You're not worthy to be my sis, seriously" Maxwell muttered, leaving granny Suzy to join them. Cypress gave him a knock on the head immediately. "Ouch! Cypress!" He winced, rubbing the spot. "That's my reply to what you said to me in the morning" she smiled. "You refused to give us a ride, isn't that enough punishment? I hate you" he said, opening a bottle of beer for himself. He began drinking directly from the bottle without stopping. "Mell!" "Mell!" "Mell!" Warren and Cypress began chanting till he drank it all and dropped the bottle. "Did something happen? Ok Warren told me about what you did to Lincoln, are you scared about that?" Cypress asked. "I met the richest lady in this country tonight" he replied. "You kidding?" Warren blinked. "Does it look like it? I said I met Jemima or whatever!" Maxwell replied. "What!" They gasped. "She called for a designated driver, and I went there, she sent me to buy pads" he said. "What!" They gasped again. "Pads?" Granny Suzy appeared. "Trust me" he nodded. "So what happened afterwards?" She asked. "I took the debit card" he replied. "Yes?" Warren and Cypress chorused. "I left, and I got potatoes, it's good for the brain yunno?" He said. "Yes!" Warren and Cypress stuck hands. "You're really my grandson! I was already scared" granny Suzy laughed as she left the table. "Wait...you have an interview tomorrow, right?" Warren asked. "Sure" Maxwell replied. "It's in her company! Skyline!" Warren gasped. " What!" Cypress laughed, gulping down her cup of beer. "You're done for, now I see you selling potatoes in the future" Warren laughed hard. "You're mad, I'm getting the job" Maxwell replied confidently. "Say what? Tell me how that arrogant peacock is gonna give you a job after you bought her potatoes" Cypress laughed. "I threw ice cream on her car too" Maxwell replied. "What!!!" They screamed again. By now, the bar is dry, all the customers are gone, and granny Suzy carried her bag. "I'll go home to prepare dinner" she said, coming closer to stroke Cypress and Maxwell's hairs. "I'll give you a ride" Cypress said. "You know I'll never ride in that car ever again, you forgot what it did to me last month when it broke down on my way to work? I'd rather ride the bus" she replied, walking out of the bar. "See ya at home baby!" Maxwell shouted after her. "If you get the job, I'm gonna give you all my next salary" Cypress said. "Me too, my next pay from the coffee shop is yours" Warren said. He's actually an upcoming actor who works part time jobs. "I'm in, deal" Maxwell smiled. "Deal" Warren and Cypress chorused and clinked their cups on his own. They drank at once, but Cypress finished hers first. She made to pour another cup, but Warren held her back. "That'll be the tenth cup, it won't be nice if you get drunk tonight again" he said. "Get your hands off" she smirked, and he slowly let go of the bottle. She drank it all at once, and by the time she dropped the bottle, her face was already so red. She smiled, and Maxwell faced Warren. "Have you eaten" he asked. "No, I think I'm gonna faint tonight" Warren replied. The slamming of Cypress's palms on the table made them look up as she stood. "Let's go home!" She shouted drunkenly. Maxwell quickly held her before she'd fall. He was able to guide her out of the bar, and Warren locked the door before joining them, holding her from the other side. "Let's get her to the car" Maxwell said, and he nodded, but before they could move, Cypress snapped out of their grip, leaving their eyes wide as she squatted in front of them. She looked up slowly, and their eyes widened even more as she asked the expected question. "Do you know Usain Bolt?" "Cypress, no don't!" Maxwell replied fast. "Please... I've not eaten" Warren muttered, but it wasn't even working as Cypress stood and took off like flash, running down the street drunkenly. "Cypress!!!!" They screamed, running after her immediately. Running is her drunk language, and anytime it happens, they suffer the pains of chasing her all night. "Cypress wait!" "Cypress!!" She wouldn't stop. She kept going through corners, alleys, crossing roads and jumping. "Cypress!!" Warren held his waist as he ran. "What the hell is she? A monkey? Cypress!!!" Maxwell screamed, crossing another road to go after her. Luckily, he was able to grab her, and they went down together. She smiled sillily immediately. "I love you brother!" She pecked his forehead, and he gritted his teeth, breathing heavily. "I'm not sure you're my blood sister" he muttered as she slept off on the ground. •••

Two guards in black opened the door for him, and he stepped in to meet his only daughter (Beverly) on her knees in the middle of the living room. She's with three of his men who captured her. She ran away from home three days ago with a man actually. "D..a..aad" she stuttered fearfully, shifting on her knees as he settled on the couch in front of her. "So...you ran away with your so-called boyfriend despite my warnings that I don't like him" he laughed, and she began rubbing her palms together fast. "Dad I was childish, I swear i didn't know what I was doing! Please forgive me and I promise never to see him again! I'll stay away from... "The guy?" He interrupted her, facing his men. "We buried him alive like you ordered" they replied, and her eyes widened. "No!!! No it's not true right? You didn't kill him! Dad please! Dad! Dad I promise to listen to you from now on!!! Please save him!!! Dad!!!" Beverly cried out, holding his legs. "Your stubbornness could implicate me one day, and that's why you have to be disciplined too" Williams smiled, stroking her hair. "D...a..d.. "Lock her up in the cell for three days, no food nor water" he ordered, and her eyes widened as she was grabbed by two men. "Dad please!! Dad!! Dad forgive me!!! Dad!!! Dadddddd!!!!!" Williams never bat a lid till she was gone completely. The textile business is just to cover up for his real business underneath... he's a dangerous drug dealer. Another man came in with an envelope which he handed to him. He took it and brought out the content. Jemima's pictures. He distributed them to all his men. "She crossed her limits at the party, i want her" he muttered. •••

Maxwell came down from a taxi and inhaled, staring at the skyscraper for a while before adjusting his suit. He stepped in, and the female staffs lost concentration immediately. 🗣️ What the f**k! Who's he? 🗣️ The charming aura! 🗣️ Oh my gawd he's handsome! 🗣️ Dream man! 🗣️ His face! Damn! He was focused on just the elevator till he got there and entered. Thanks to the pass that was sent to him yesterday, he was able to ride to the right floor, and when he stepped in again, it was total distraction for the females who began drooling on his face again. "How may I help you?" A male staff asked. "I'm here for the... "Interview? Oh you're welcome" •••

"You'll be attending a presentation by 12, and by 1, you'll be having lunch with Miss Sloane. You'll be attending another presentation by 2:30, and by 4, you have to meet with the contractors. By 5... "And why the f**k is my schedule so tight today?" Jemima cut Lina off with a scowl. "You have to do it all ma'am, else it'll be worse tommorow. I can knock out the lunch with Miss Sloane though" Lina smiled. "Sloane is my best and only friend, you don't expect me to cancel it when we haven't met at all this week" Jemima replied. "That leaves you with no choice than to do it all" Lina replied again. "And what's that redness on your cheek?" Jemima asked. "Oh! I hit my face on the wall last night" Lina lied. "Whatever, when is the interview?" Jemima asked, and a staff knocked before coming in. "Miss Lina, the three candidates are here" he announced and left. "I'll send in the one I pick in ten minutes" Lina bowed and left too. Jemima opened her laptop, and she saw Francesca's face as her wallpaper. "She messed with my laptop again? How come she's so good at making me hate her more? How did she even know my password?" She muttered, changing it to the picture of a tulip flower...her favorite. She began working on the system, sorting out things till the door opened after eleven minutes. "Took her long enough" she muttered, looking up as Maxwell came in. Her eyes widened immediately, and she stood skeptically from her swivel chair. "What the f**k! Potatoes?" She gasped shockingly. "Goodmorning, Pad" he smiled. "What!" "I got chosen as your manager, what should I do first?" He asked, and she walked out of her desk. "Lina!!!" She screamed. Lina rushed in. "How dare you send him in! Who allowed him into this place after what he did last night! He destroyed a car and indirectly told me I needed a brain!" She shouted. "I'm so sorry ma'am, but he's just too brilliant to ignore, the other two are dullards compared to him, and considering the reputation of this company, I chose him, his CV is so attractive" Lina replied. "Oh f**k! ...oh..oh... Jemima began walking around like a mad person, but she suddenly stopped, and a smirk appeared on her lips as she faced Maxwell who was still standing. "Give him a debit card" she told Lina, and Lina did. "Get me a cup of coffee" she ordered. Maxwell smirked. "What!" "Or...the cops will have to escort you out of here" Jemima smirked back. He made to throw the card at her face, but when he remembered the bet with Cypress and Warren... "Yes...boss" he smiled and left the office. Lina followed him, and Jemima sat, thinking of various ways to make him regret what he did last night. There are a whole lot of ideas, and that made her smile. She returned to her laptop, and three minutes later, Maxwell came in with the cup of coffee. He walked to her desk, but she never looked up from her system or bother to take it from him. "Where should I place it?" He asked, and she finally looked up with a deadly glare. "Are you dumb? Why don't you place it on my head ?"She said sarcastically ,and without waiting anymore ,Maxwell took a step closer to her and placed the cup of coffee on the middle of her head😂

He placed the cup of coffee on the middle of her head! _____ "What do you think you're doing!" Jemima shouted, standing up fast, but immediately she did, the cup fell from her head to her dress, and the coffee poured on her dress in the front. "Oh! Oh jeez! F**k!!!" She screamed. "Sorry about that, but you told me to place it on your head, was just following orders" Maxwell said simply, and she slowly looked up till their eyes met. Her eyes were raining fire. "You don't know sarcasm? You ruined everything idiot!" She shouted at the top of her voice.

She was expecting him to say sorry, but he kept standing, looking at her as the coffee spread to the far end of her blouse. "Seriously?" She smirked angrily. "Any problem?" He asked freely, and she walked angrily to him. She raised her hand on him, but he caught it before it could reach his face, and she gasped. "If it were you, would you have said sorry? I doubt it" he whispered, their faces so close as he kept holding the hand up. "What!" Jemima's lids shook. "You can decide not to hire me anymore, that won't make me die, and... "And who told you I'm not gonna hire you" she interrupted with an interesting smile, taking her hand from him. "Cool" Maxwell replied, and she continued smiling as she called Lina in. "Huh! Your blouse!" She gasped when she saw the stain and the coffee on the floor. "Call the cleaners to clean this ness, and arrange a new dress for me" Jemima ordered. "Oh...sure ma'am!" Lina replied hurriedly, rushing into Jemima's inner office. Jemima and Maxwell kept standing, glaring at each other till the cleaners came in. They were still glaring when the cleaners finished up and left, then Lina came out of the inner room. "The change of clothes is ready, ma'am" she said, and Jemima smiled again before walking in. "What happened here?" Lina asked Maxwell. "Nothing much" he smiled. "Can you stop smiling?" Lina pouted. "Why?" "You look more handsome when you do that, I might fall for you" she replied, and he blinked. "By the way aren't you Limited Mell on IG? I'm following you back to back" she said, and his eyes widened. "Seriously?" "Of course!" She came closer and showed him her IG. "Whoa" he smiled. "To me, you're better than CleoSpeedy or Lincoln, they're seen as the best only cos they're rich @sses, I hope you win the tournament cos no better swimmer" she said, and they stuck hands. "First time I'm meeting a fan for real" he said. "Fan for life" she winked, and they smiled at each other. The appearance of Jemima made them stop it. She changed into another dress already, body con gown this time. "Lina, pack your things and leave your office" she ordered, and her eyes widened. "What! I'm...I'm.. fired?" "Go to the manager's office, You're promoted" Jemima replied. "What!" "And you... you're my secretary" she faced Maxwell, and he frowned. "Are you kidding?" "Do I look like someone who has time to joke with kids?" Jemima replied with a frown too, and he went closer to lean on her desk. "Kid?" He muttered, and her eyes went to his CV soft copy on her laptop. "I'm four years older! You're just 24, probably graduated college in the beginning of this year, so what are we talking about? Now that I think about it, you're f**king rude, you talk to me like we're age mates or something, if you wanna remain here as my secretary, do away with that" she glared. "I'm outta here" Maxwell replied and stood straight. "Cops will be waiting for you when you get outside, you'll have a good time journeying with them to their station where you'll have to explain why you dumped ice cream on my car last night, and of course... you'll pay for the car" Jemima replied arrogantly, resting back on her chair. Maxwell didn't budge as he began walking out of the office, but he suddenly stopped when he remembered the bet again. If he goes home without getting any job at all, Cypress and Warren will have a good time jesting him, and he'd lose thousands of dollars from the bet.... also... He needs more money for himself too, and the designated driver job won't cut it ... He needs this no matter how small, so he turned back. "Sure" he said, and Jemima smiled. "Cool, show him to his office Lina, his work starts now, and make sure his ID is ready before noon. You know how much your salary is, right? It's in the contract" she said. Maxwell didn't reply before following Lina out of the office. "You sure don't know what's coming for you" Jemima smiled, returning to her laptop. ••• The office is just in front of Jemima's, small and portable but clean. Maxwell sat immediately he got there with Lina, and she placed three bundle of files on the table in front of him. "You have to study all of these before this week runs out, they're her schedules from the beginning of this month till next month, then the list of people you need to know and their pictures" she said. "Anything else?" He asked, and she gasped. "Anything else? Aren't you scared of these? Are you sure you can finish studying these before the end of this week?" " I assimilate things fast" he replied, and she smiled. "Little wonder your results are so good, you're fit to be a CEO seriously. You have the face, the stature, the aura...." "But I don't have the money" he smiled too. "Yes, you don't have the money" Lina replied, and they both laughed, then she dropped another file in front of him. "They're her schedules for today, you can start studying from there, I'll introduce you to the staffs and take you round the company later, fighting!" She said. "Sure, Manager Lina" he replied. "Bye! secretary Maxwell" she winked and left. Maxwell stopped smiling immediately, dropping his head on the table. "Gawd! This is crazy!" •••

It's one of the best jewelry stores in Paris, at least it'd make the list of top ten. It employed ten attendants, and that includes Cypress, the only tomboy there, and the best of all. Customers love her more than the others, and they give her more tips cos of her crazy cheerfulness, that made the others hate her so much, but she doesn't care anyways. She came back in after escorting a customer out, and one of them blocked her. "What's up Linda?" She smirked. "Did you use black magic or something? Why always you in this place? We're attendants too, why don't we get the attention you always get from customers" Linda retorted. "I think you should be asking the customers that, they chose me, I don't chose them dear" Cypress smiled. "Or... maybe you pay with something else" Linda smiled. "What do you mean?" Cypress asked as her smile disappeared. "The customers who like you are majorly men, who knows maybe you bribe them with what's between your thighs" Linda replied, and everyone else laughed, but it didn't last cos Cypress dazed Linda's face with a slap immediately. "Ahh!" Linda bled. Everyone gasped, and this time, Cypress raised her punch on her... "Cypress!" The Senior attendant came out, a male. Her fist stopped midair, and she was breathing hard as she brought it down. "What do you think you're doing!" The Senior attendant shouted when he finally reached them. "She started it! She called me a whore indirectly!" Cypress ranted. "I never said that, I was only talking to her about her poor mode of dressing, and the next thing she did was slap me" Linda replied, shedding tears as she held her burning cheek. "What!" Cypress gasped shockingly. "Linda is saying the truth" another attendant said. "Cypress started it" another one added. Everyone went against her to support Linda, and she scoffed. "Seriously? Y'all should stop lying on me!" She shouted. "Cypress, you should have controlled your anger" Senior Oliver said, and she faced him. "You too? You trust them over me? Yunno what? F**k y'all!" She pushed Linda out of the way and stormed out of the store. Oliver ran after her, catching up not far from it. He grabbed her hand, but she broke free. "Let me go! Go back to the others!" "I did what I had to, I believe you" he replied, and she lowered her brows. "What?" "I know they all hate you cos you make better sales, but I had to do that since there's no evidence that you didn't do it" he replied, and she dipped her hands in her pockets, standing like a boy as she started looking at the ground. "Stay here" he said and left for the nearby vending machine. He got a canned beer and came back to give her. "What's this for?" She asked. "To bribe you to come back in" he replied, and she smiled before taking it from him. "How did you know I love beer?" "I just know, let's go" he smiled, leading the way back. •••

Jemima came out of her office, and Maxwell stood with the files she'd be needing at the presentation. "Shall we?" He smiled. "Are you sure you didn't mix up the files? You're not that smart" she smirked. "And I'm not daft either" he replied. "I doubt that" she scoffed. "Whatever" he said, joining her. "Whatever?" She faced him. "What?" He replied, and she nodded. "I'll make you regret every minute you spend in this building, starting from tommorow" "Bring it on" he replied, and they began walking side by side till they got to the hall. "Ladies first" he said, and she flattened her lips before going in before him. All the staffs in the hall stood immediately, and no one dared to sit till she did. Maxwell took his seat on the rightful place not far from her after opening the needed files in front of her. The presenter got the projector remote and went to the stage to start, and that was when Tatiana came in. Despite her lateness, she knowingly hit her heels hard on the floor at every step till she got to her seat, and Maxwell smirked. Blood is thicker than water, but maybe Tatiana is even worse than Jemima herself. He hates her immediately. The presentation started, and Jemima darted her eyes to the opened files in front of her. Her eyes widened for a bit, and then she began opening into the pages. It's all so well arranged, and the ink is in bolder letters than Lina's work. The edge of the papers were trimmed and stapled neatly, and the accuracy... She raised her head to look at Maxwell who was staring at the stage. Who the hell is he? He only resumed an hour ago, and he's this good? She quickly looked away when Maxwell suddenly turned his neck. •••

<1PM ~ A PRIVATE LUNCH RESTURANT>

Jemima entered the reserved room and met Sloane on seat already, the table has been set. "Took you too long" Sloane smiled as she sat "I can guess you only waited for three minutes" Jemima laughed. "Two" Sloane replied, and they laughed. Sloane Roosevelt is her best friend since they were kids, same age, and she's also a single mom like her, though it's a son in her case. She had her son when she was eighteen too just like Jemima, so he's same age as Francesca, they attend same school. "Hmm!" Jemima moaned in relish when she began eating. "Delicious, right?" Sloane asked as she ate too. "Of course, thanks for choosing this place for the lunch, I'm gonna fill myself till the brim" Jemima replied, and she smiled. "So...why didn't you come to the party last night?" Jemima asked. "What party? You cancelled it anyways" Sloane rolled eyes. "But still, you had no plans to come, I know that" Jemima said. "Yeah, was spending time with Miguel (her son)" Sloane replied, and Jemima went mute. "Hey I know you hate talking about our kids, but there's no way you can escape it, stop hating Francesca" Sloane said. "Can we not talk about your son or her?" Jemima replied. "But... "Sloane!" Jemima snapped. "Finnne" Sloane gave up, but she immediately gasped. "But CleoSpeedy and your stepsister did things to your secretary last night, I hope you'd deal with them" she said. "CleoSpeedy and Tatiana? Did what?" Jemima asked with a scowl. "Wait...you didn't know?" Sloane blinked. •••

<8PM~ CHAIRMAN ANDRADE-KINGS MANSION>

Jemima's car was driven into the house by Maxwell, and they both came out at once. He was grimacing when their eyes met. "So now, I'm gonna be your driver too? And do I have to attend this dinner with you?" He smirked. "Yes, you're my driver and secretary, and i'm adding to your salary for that, I hate freebies" she replied. "Cool" he nodded. "And about this dinner, yeah. Lina attends with me when it was her time, and now that you're here, just play along" she rolled eyes, leading the way in. Maxwell scoffed before following, and immediately they entered, his eyes widened. It's paradise! Sparkling and full of vainglory... This has gotta be the biggest mansion in Paris. Chairman made it compulsory for all his family members to gather at his mansion and eat dinner together at least once a week. That includes chairman, Tatiana, Jemima, then Clara... Tatiana's mum. "Welcome ma'am" the maids by the door bowed their heads, and she was led to the dinning with Maxwell. They met everyone present already, it's like they've been waiting for them. Clara is sitting beside chairman, while Tatiana sat not far from them. Jemima didn't bother to greet before sitting face-to-face Tatiana, then Maxwell did the same, sitting beside her. "Who's he?" Clara asked. "Do I have to explain everything to you? Slut!" Jemima shot like she has been preparing for it. "What!" Clara stood. "You don't talk to my mum that way!" Tatiana spranged up too. "Order!" Chairman slammed his palms on the table, and Clara sat. Tatiana gave Jemima a look full of venom before sitting too. "He's my new secretary, dad" Jemima said softly, not looking at anyone. "Good evening sir" Maxwell greeted with a slight bow. "You're handsome" chairman replied, and he smiled. "I get that a lot" "Let's eat in peace, please" chairman said, picking his cutleries. The others followed suit, and Maxwell remained still. "You're not eating?" Chairman asked. "I'm allowed? Thought it's for family" he replied. "Lina was like family when she was the secretary, and now you've become a part of us too" chairman replied. "Thanks" he smiled, picking his cutleries too. They began eating, but obviously everyone has what they wanna say, so it was awkward, especially Tatiana. "I think you should stop bringing secretaries everywhere, it's a family dinner for crying out loud" she finally spoke. "Was that why you had the guts to touch Lina last night?" Jemima replied. "You finally heard, she got exactly what she deserved for trying to defend you sick psycho!" Tatiana fired back. "Sick psycho? Well I'm not someone whose dad and mum had a one nightstand in a damn hotel room to give birth to" Jemima laughed. Maxwell chuckled secretly, dropping his fork to cover his mouth with his palm. "Stop talking!" Tatiana spranged up and walked furiously to Jemima. She attempted to slap her, but Jemima grabbed her hand and brought it to her mouth, biting it hard "Argghhhhh!!!!" Tatiana screamed painfully. "What the..." Maxwell's eyes widened. "Jemima!" Clara and chairman shouted at once, but that wasn't enough to make her stop. Immediately Jemima stopped biting Tatiana, she dipped her face into the hot pot of pasta. She shoved it hard, and when she removed it, she pushed her, and Tatiana fell. "Jemima stop!" Chairman started rushing to her. At the same time, Clara grabbed a cup of water and threw it at Maxwell's face. "Get out of this mansion! Now!" She shouted authoritatively, and Maxwell blinked as the cold water streamed down his shirt and suit. It was even reaching his trousers, rushing down his d**k. He looked at the mess and scoffed before standing. "Madam, I know I'm not rich, but damn you for doing this! I'm a f**king limited edition!" He shot angrily and grabbed a cup of water too. He threw it all at Clara's face.