Chapter 74: The Bad Ex-Wife and Little Nephew (5) (New)

Smack, Punch, Kick…

The sound of vulgar kids laughing and calling insults they couldn't be no more then eight years old. Laís, was the unfortunate punching bag of this group of kids.

As a child she was overweight and not the best looking of course. It was a scene Rachel herself also knew. She had experienced the same thing; children can be just as cruel as adults.

Laís, trauma was her useless and ugly younger self.

"Hey, Ugly why wont you get up." Said a little boy, this was Reginaldo.

The Scene changed where they al looked slight older, some of the tormentors changed but the two main people where Reginaldo and Laís. The little boys all left and beaten and bloody nosed Laís crying on the floor.

When Laís, calmed down she wiped her tears and walked away. The adults saw the little girl who had been clearly been beaten. But they turned their faces because it was none of their business.

The little girl came upon a window, she could not help but stare at the gorgeous clothes. The store seemed to be relatively popular.

"Like what you see" Said the women, she was older and wore fancy clothes just like her mom. "You can come on in" The women lead her inside. For Laís, it was like a whole other world. The clothes seemed to have sparkled and come to life.

The customers look so happy and confident.

"Come on Pudge Muffin let's get you cleaned up." Said the women leading her to the back. She gently cleaned up the little girls chubby checks covered in dirt and bandaged. While she was cleaning her, Laís found herself stair at the outfit behind her.

She couldn't take her eyes off it, the dress was long, and the straps where thing but the design and color gave off the feeling of a wonderful vacation, a tropical feeling.

"Do you like it?" The women noticed her stare with a smile. She got up and took the dress off she folded it perfectly and placed it in a bag. "You can have it."

"…." Little Laís was quiet and unsure what to say. She wanted the dress but she would never fit nor ware it. Looking down at the bag she was handed it. "Thank you very much." But at the same time she wanted it no matter it she could fit it or not.

The women smiled. "I think one day you will fit that dress and you'll look gorgeous in it. But that all depends on how hard you work for it."

"….." Laís, eyes seemed to sparkle, hard work, she seemed to have never thought about it before. She suddenly found determination.

From then one she worked hard, her dreams and wishes started to change. She started to work hard and harder, even though failures. Memories continued to flash through. Laís found her hope in clothes at the gentle age of Nine, regardless of weather she things she could not control.

"Since you graduated from the Julio Polytechnic University in Fashion Design, why did you come to apply for the position of secretary?" The president asked, drawing back her attention. Rachel didn't notice when the assistant came back but he did and had already handed the papers to him.

"Because, I want to try different positions and experience what I would not have. If I applied as just a regular designer. But, regardless, of it my work efficiency has always been high. The only complaint against me is the way I dress, No.

The President said nothing after closing the file and said, "I think it's a big deal for you to be a secretary. So, I will transfer you to the design and development department, starting as an assistant designer.

If you have real ability then it should be easy for you to become chief designer withing three months. But if you can't make that I hope you can take the initiative to leave. My company does need people like you.

Miss Sanches, do you dare to accept it? Or is your ability only manifested in dress and eloquence? "

"I accept" Rachel said immediately.