3 NEXT TIME YOU WILL BE FIRED
The next morning...
As she came out of the bathroom dressed in her bath robe she looked for an outfit for the day in her walk-in closet. The walk-in closet consisted of 3 sections. The largest one being a pair of closets made with cherry wood. As cherry wood darkens over time, the closets had attained a rich reddish hue with a lustrous patina. The other two sections consisted of bags & wallets, and a large variety of footwear ranging from stilettos to training shoes.
However as she mindlessly ran her fingers through her closets she ended up picking a blue sequinned dress. The dress was a long fishtail shaped gown that had dark blue sequins slowly fading and merging into a transparent white deep V-neck. The colour resembled to that of the waves in ocean. Her heart ached with grief . It reminded her of the memories she had buried deep within herself. She took a last glance at the dress before putting it back in. Being lost in her thoughts she hadn't realized that she opened the second closet the one that she had kept as shut since last 3 years as the way she shut her past. There was no reason for her to open this closet. This mysterious closet held some of her old favourite dresses as well as her entire collection of beautiful gowns and sexy dresses.
She had buried herself in her work so much in the last few years that she had not been on a single date, let alone be in a relationship. Being a CEO had it's responsiblities.
She stuck to a strict professional wardrobe. To be taken like a boss she had to dress like one, she could not dress in a flowery flowing dress, she had to maintain the vibes of power that emanated from her. It's true that you have to dress for the job you want. Thus she had to hide her weak, emotional side from everyone.
Shutting the closet she randomly picked a formal suit and a white shirt from the other closet that had almost become a routine of her life like her work. She ran her mind through the appointments for the day as she dressed up.
Her thoughts were cut in track by a sweet elderly voice "Miss Grace, your breakfast is ready"
"Has mom woken up yet.... " Grace asked as she headed to the dining table, when she suddenly stopped looking at the beautiful figure standing behind the kitchen counter.
"Maria I have already told you that, mother should not be troubled, how did you allow her to enter the kitchen when you were there, next time she enters the kitchen and you better quit..."
"Grace no need to be so harsh on her, it's not her fault. It was me who insisted to make something for you. She is innocent " My mother replied.
"Just because you say so, but next time you need anything ask the housekeepers to do it, I can't bear the thought of seeing you hurt "
"Stop being so protective and have a bite of your favorite dessert that I made for you " said my mother.
I just couldn't argue with her anymore. She knew my fears but still insisted on helping around the house but I couldn't stop her from doing what she liked. I just never wanted her to be hurt. I wanted to give her everything she ever wanted, she was the reason I have been working so hard the entire time. A smile on her face and all my efforts and pain was so worth it. I wanted her to give her the most luxurious lifestyle.Better than what she could even imagine..
She placed a bite of the freshly prepared cheesecake in my mouth. The freshly baked cookies melted in mouth and the chocolate mousse gave it a delicious creamy texture.
"This is incredible mom. "
"I knew you'd like it " she replied
"Mom I have to go to office early so I must leave"
"But you haven't finished your breakfast... "
"I will grab something at the office" Grace replied as she rushed over and placed a peck on her mother's cheeks and hurried outside.
As she was on her way to the office she received a call from Josh.
"Miss we have a problem... "
