Meeting Nadia again

Chantel decided to go to work early the next day so that she can oversee the workers while they work on her designs. She walked into the building which is just one storey high. The offices were upstairs while she had some of the samples of her clothing displayed on mannequins downstairs. She just did not have clothing, she also sold jewellery which her friends send to her from Canada. 

When she first started her place of business, she did not have enough customers who came to buy from her. But after some time, they started coming in, making her earn more than she bargained for. Her showroom was very big and spacious. It could contain more than 20 people in the room. She had girls who worked downstairs and made sure everything down there were clean and tidy. And also they were to make sure everything were arranged the way it is supposed to be. They also attended to the customers and helped them with whatever they needed.

Chantel went about her day like she usually does when her personal assistant, Cordelia, knocked on her office door. 

"Who is it?" Chantel asked 

"It's me, ma'am," Cordelia said. 

"Come in, Cordelia," Chantel replied. 

Cordelia entered the room and stood in front of Chantel, her desk being the only thing between them. 

"Miss Nadia is here to see you," Cordelia announced. 

"Oh! she is here. Please show her in," Chantel said and Cordelia nodded and left the room. 

A few minutes later, a soft knock was heard on the door. After Chantel answered, Nadia opened the door and walked into the room. 

"Good morning, Miss Chantel," Nadia greeted her. 

"Good morning. Please, have a seat," Chantel  said and pointed to the chair beside Nadia. Nadia sat down and put her bag that was hanging loosely by her side on her laps. 

"You did come earlier than I expected. That is impressive."

"I did not want to disappoint you miss Chantel. And since I am starting work very soon, I had to come early. Sorry if I seem to be talking a lot. It's just that I am a bit excited to start work," Nadia said and smiled. 

Chantel took a closer look at Nadia and noticed something different about her. The Nadia she knew was very proud and very rude. But the Nadia she was seeing now was the total opposite. She was talking a lot like always but in this case she was not talking about herself. Chantel was actually looking at her but could not believe what she was seeing. 

"I can see you are very excited about this. Well, just as I said yesterday, i want you to start working today. I bet you have some samples of your work which I can see, right?"

"Y-Yes I do. I have it right here," Nadia said and brought out a book and handed it over to Chantel who graciously took it. She opened the book and was surprised with what she saw. 

"Wow, I am impressed. These are very trendy. I like it," Chantel complimented Nadia who was grinning hard. 

"Thank you, Miss."

"So, do you think you can start today?"

"Yes, ma'am. Anything you want me to do, i will do it."

"Very well then. The thing is, I am already done with the designs and the workers are already working on it. So, what I will do is, I want you to help me oversee the work with the sewing. I hope that will be okay by you?"

"Sure, I have no problem with that. I am willing to do any work you give me." Nadia answered. 

"Good. Then it's settled. I will get an office prepared for you. I guess it will be good if you could be my supervisor for now."

"Thank you so much, ma'am. I really do appreciate what you have done for me. Thank you so much," Nadia said with so much excitement in her voice. 

"You are welcome, Nadia." Chantel picked her office phone and called Cordelia who arrived in the office in a minute. 

"You called, ma'am?" Cordelia asked when she entered. 

"Yes, I did. I want you to prepare one of the empty offices for Nadia right away. From now on, she is going to be supervising the work of the seamstresses at the warehouse."

"Okay ma'am."

"Go with her, I am sure you will want to see how your office will look like, right?"

Nadia stood up and shook hands with Chantel. "Thank you so much for this."

"Don't mention it. Welcome to Chanty's fashion house."

"Thank you, ma'am."

Nadia and Cordelia both stepped out of Chantel's office with a happy smile on Nadia's face. Chantel's smile suddenly turned into a frown. She had been waiting for this day. She picked up her phone from her bag and dialled Cynthia's number. 

"Hey girl. What's up?" Cynthia replied after the first two rings. 

"Hello, how are you doing?" Chantel asked her friend. 

"I am doing well. What's up with this early morning call? I don't remember you calling me this early," Cynthia questioned. 

"I would not be calling you now if I really did not have news for you. Guess who I have here working for me?"

"Who?"

"Nadia."

"Nadia? Which Nadia?"

"Which other Nadia do you know apart from the one who did everything to make my life a living hell?"

"Wait? Senior Nadia works for you? You are kidding right?"

"No. She does work for me. She only started today though."

"What? That is surprising."

"She came here to work as a fashion designer. That girl does not know what is coming to her."

"Are you planning something against her, Chantel? Is that why you gave her a job?"

"That girl humiliated me so many times. At that time, I was weak and timid. But not anymore. I will show her how it feels to be really humiliated to the point where she will wish she had not thought of working here."

"Don't you think that is too much? I mean, we are talking about something that happened a long time ago."

"Why does everyone keep reminding me of that? I know it's been a long time. But the wounds she and Kevin inflicted on me are still fresh. I don't think they are going to heal any time soon. And the pain always increases whenever I see them. The only way I know how to deal with this pain is by inflicting them with a bigger pain."

"Well, if that will make you feel better then you have my support. But, I never would have thought Nadia would actually come to work for you. The world is indeed small," Cynthia said. 

"Of course it is. And that girl will get everything that's coming her way in a hundred folds."

"Aw, I already feel sad for her. Anyways, I have to go. I have a report to work on. Can we meet up later this evening?" Cynthia asked. 

"Sure. See you this evening, then."