“Please, spare me this time,” Amy pleaded even further. Even though she knew that pleading at this moment was too risky but if she agreed to do this, he would confirm his wrong perception of her. She was never that type of woman, a slut, a prostitute, that wasn‘t her. 

His phone rang at that moment, his attention then drifted from Amy who was kneeling before him and fell on the phone that was ringing. He took one more look at Amy and then walked over to his phone. 

He picked it and seeing who the caller ID was, he sat and answered it. The caller was the only one who can have the gut to call him at this hour.

“Hello son,” the voice of an elderly woman came through.

He didn‘t want to have conversation with his mother before a stranger, “out!” He declared and Amy stood quickly. The call saved her, she quickly walked out.

Oh gosh! A narrow escape again! She had become so emotionally destabilized that she couldn‘t stay another minute in the club. She found Leola at once and told her that she can‘t stay here anymore and that she want to go home. 

Leola tried to persuade her but when she saw that she was determined to leave, she agreed to go home with her. Although Leola wished she could still spend some more time here, she had to let go of that and follow Amy home.

She was the one that persuaded Amy to come over here, how could she possibly let her go home alone? The two women went home in a cab.

Whereas, Broderick was with Mrs. Alessandro, his mother on phone, “how are you doing, mother?” He asked, eventhough he had a clear guess of why his mother could have called him especially in an hour like this.

“Broderick, will you ever fulfill the promise you made to me? You know I have just nine months left to live yet you won‘t bring a wife home,” Mrs. Alessandro said. 

He sighed, he already knew his mother has nothing else to say apart from that. She never gets tired of telling him to bring a woman home as his wife but how that‘s possible, even though the only woman he once love dearly was dead. He was not willing to attach himself with any woman, not after what he found out about his late wife, the only woman he ever loved. 

He had only made the promise to his mother to marry another woman when she was on sick bed. Mrs. Alessandro was having a stomach cancer and according to the doctor, she would die in nine months but all she ever wanted was for her son get married to another woman again. How long will her son keep mourning a dead woman? 

into trouble,

don‘t believe that, you are always found of saying ‘soon.‘ If you don‘t bring one home before this last day of this week, then I will not be fine and

“Mother,” he called, 

of yourself,” the woman said

and just a minute before 8AM, Abe appeared before Amy, he had an angry and murderous look at his face. Just yesterday, he was her boss, today, she was his boss.

seat backward roughly then sat on it. He began to orientate Amy about the work with malice. Amy didn‘t bother

noted all the important

to say inside of him but the position of a subordinate that he was would not let

call from his Bret, Broderick‘s personal assistant, she answered the call, before she could even speak, Brett spoke,” You are

his email so I can forward it, please?” Amy asked.

no! Is it not better for her to be an ordinary

she reasoned that if she could act wisely and present the daily work to him without mistakes, she shouldn‘t have any issues with him, afterall, she was

and when it was almost closing hour, she stood from her desk with a carefully drafted result of today‘s work and walked

the table and walk away or should

“Hey,” Amy greeted.

department,” Bonnie said and placed the files

know when the

it usually take hours so

he be angry?”

he could get angry and he may not get angry too, depends on your luck. Or ...

Won‘t he says I came to disturb him? I don‘t want to have any problem with him, that‘s why I‘m being very careful,” Amy

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