Chapter I: FRENEMIES

In life, we find happiness in the strangest places. And sometimes we get our heart desires in a way we never taught possible. But everything in life comes at a price.

I guessed this is part of my life where I hit rock bottom finally. But when you are at the bottom there is nowhere to go but up.

As I sat there looking in the bathroom mirror, in a bathroom Towel, I wondered how my life became total and complete shit.

I graduated from MIT with a bachelor's in Pharmaceutical Engineering. Then I studied Genetics & Biology at Havana University in Havana, Cuba for 3 years.

I graduated with a 4-year-old child, my daughter, and the joy of my life Sharon Moore. She is my rock and reason for getting up at 4 am.

I then landed a job at Hawthorne Medical Center, in Seattle. I was the Director of the Labs. We made amazing Pharmaceuticals and part-time I got my MBA in Business Management, from Washington State University.

Four years into my career, two months after gaining my MBA, I became the CEO of Hawthorne medical Center. This gave me a Mansion, a 5 million Porsche GT, and a US$ 10 Million Stock Portfolio.

Six years later I ran into Sharon's billionaire father, Michael Moore. He was in a complicated relationship when I met him. Two years into our relationship he proposed.

Then a month later he brought a US$ 500 Million lawsuit against Hawthorne Pharmaceutical Group, owner of the Hawthorne Medical Center.

He won and to pay him off Hawthorne Pharmaceutical Group cut funding and laid-off workers. This saw Hawthorne Medical Center shut down

With that my world crumbled in one afternoon, as I became one of 3 000 employees that were displaced because of my fiancée.

He offered money but I just relocated to the poor neighborhood of Seattle and dumped his stuck-up ass.

With no job, a 14-year-old daughter with a 176 IQ, Mortgages, Car Loans, and US$ 45 000 in student loans I turned to Exotic dancing/waitressing and even prostitution. Fortunately, I gave up the Prostitution and porn star world a year ago.

Today marks 4 years and 10 months since I lost my job.

And my daughter's 25th birthday is in a day. And she wants to become a famous online billionaire and wants a powerful server for her birthday.

But today I live in a motel and not my $ 40 Million Mansion. Nor do I have my Millions and stock portfolio so that is a bit far-fetched.

I drive a 1960 piece of crap! GT Mustang and not my 2012 Range Rover or Porsche GT. Plus I owe $150 000 in loans. I came out of wonderland as my phone rang.

I picked it up and saw it was Jane Richards, the CEO of Richards Entertainment Group, and my adopted sister, calling.

I answered it by saying, "Hello Good Morning Celia Anderson."

"Stop answering like a white girl. You have my number saved in your phone," replied Jane as she packed her bags.

"Morning Jane and my answer are no," I quickly told her.

"You have no idea what I want. So you can't just say no," Jane quickly told her.

I then said, "You want me to either dance at the Red Garden Lounge or manage it."

"I am sorry to do this. But there is a crisis at the Red Garden as the Manager and a dancer calling sick.

To top it off I am going out of town. So I need a manager," she quickly told me.

I then said, "I am sorry Jane."

"Look Celia I need you to come in. You already know the place and I have VIP clients coming in," she told me as she sat down and filed her nails.

"Today is my day off from that world. It’s Friday or did you forget," I quickly asked her.

"Babe I am sorry about Las Vegas. I didn't know Kurt would do that. But I dealt with him," she quickly told me.

"It shouldn't have happened but it did. Now I am a freelancer. I meant what I said a year ago I have no longer had a contract with you," I quickly told her.

"Yea and I hear the freelance business is not doing so good. I hear the 2015 financial year was bad for you. And your first quarter review of 2016 is coming up and your daughter just got into online shopping.

Now to get publicity and bring SUNTECH Limited off the ground she needs software. But for you it's bad," she quickly told me as she looked at my Website.

I quickly asked, "What do you want Jane?"

"Alright I have this Porn show expo in Las Vegas for Red Garden Films," she told me and I quickly said, "I am done staring in your Porn films."

"No, I don't need you again despite my audience loving Candy. What I need is for you to come to manage Red Garden Club for the next week starting tonight. These girls need someone to look up to.

And I would love a manager that is a great bartender," she then told me.

"What? Hold up why would I want to do that? I have a job now," I quickly told her.

"Yea I saw you over at the Coffee Bean waiting tables and taking crap from Samuel," replied Jane as she sat in her car.

I exhaled and said, "At least he doesn't try to rape me. And I make $ 250 in daily tips. It is more honest than you."

She then started laughing and I quickly said, "I am glad you find this amazing."

"But might I remind you that your Sharon left a college in August that charges 20 grand a year? So that is 80 grand in student loans.

And you are in a $ 140 000 debt and you don't want your daughter to work like normal people.

Instead, she is doing the blogging shit and online marketing. But I hear her blog has got her a $200 grand lawsuit for damage to a character.

So unless you plan to rob the Safe you are not getting that cash by Monday. And your daughter is going to prison," she quickly told me.

I went to the room and Sharon was on her bed reading on her laptop, in Jeans shorts, and a Sports bra.

I then said, "I wonder how you found out that I have 4 days to come up with 200 grand."

Sharon swallowed and Jane said, over the phone, "Look my goddaughter loves me. You are my sister. We have been to hell and back.

I love you because you got potential. You are like my only friend well you are. But you are too proud to ask for help."

I exhaled and said, "I am done with that life. I walked away a year ago."

"Ok then at least call the money tree. He loves you. I have it on good authority he has not been serious about anyone since you left him at the Altar four years ago."

"That is out of the question," I quickly told her.

"I know you love him, Celia. You read about him every chance you get. Come on you are 41 and he is cute super-rich 46," she quickly said.

I exhaled, held the necklace Michael gave me on my birthday 5 years and 10 months ago.

Then I said, "Jane! I haven't spoken to Michael in Four years and ten months. The last thing I said to him was I hate you.

I doubt he will help me when I show up at his $200 Million Mansion. And I am done with you so we are over."

"Look 80 grand on Saturday when I get back from Las Vegas. Plus I will never call you again or throw jobs your way. I want what's best for you.

I want to see you get married. I am still rooting for you and Michael to be a hot couple," replied Jane to me.

I looked at Sharon, exhaled, and then said, "Alright I will see you after my shift at six. I will work out how I am going to do this."

"Ok that gives me time as I am meeting with my boyfriend," replied Jane to me.

I then asked, "When am I going to meet your Mystery man?"

"There is not a lot to tell. He is young, smart, and stupidly rich. But he has a dad that is four years older than you. But he is similar to you. Maybe I will introduce you," Jane quickly told me.

"I already have a man in my life. And it is more complicated than you. Goodbye," I quickly told her.

I hang up as she screamed.