Chapter 25
I nodded.
He came near me.
"Take care, okay?" He hugs me and lets me fix myself in my room.
I am about to say that I can’t go with Layla because Kier is flying and I want to stay and don't go out.
I don't have a choice but to follow them since Layla is already here, and I don't want to embarrass her.
I fixed myself a white shirt and pants.
When I come downstairs I haven't seen Kier, maybe he is in the study room.
"What are you wearing?" Layla, comfortable sitting on the sofa, looks at me from head to toe.
"Is there something wrong with my outfit?" I am comfortable with this one.
She put his phone back on her shoulder bag. It looks simple, but I know it's expensive and branded.
She stands up, and she looks disappointed.
She holds my dried hair using her two fingers. She is disgusted by it. Next, she looked at my face closely.
She walks on in a circular motion.
"Hmmph. We're going to change some of your appearances, okay?. Let's go," She pulled.
We got in her car. She has a driver.
I am thinking about what this woman is asking for. She is gorgeous, sexy, from a noble and respected family, high profile, knows fashion, and talented. Although she is a war freak and spoiled, she is the kind one, you know what I mean.
"Your fashion is too old. You don't have taste and class. Does my brother doesn't buy you clothes?! Why does he let you look like an old lady? Psh."
I look outside just to see the sea.
"And your hair. You're not taking care of it. It's too long yet dry.
The sun, clouds, and sea.
"Your eyes are beautiful, but your eyebrows are too ugly. You need to shape them."
Said chile, busy typing on her phone.
"You are beautiful; you just don't know how to fix yourself," She didn't stop targeting me until we arrived at the mall.
I was wrong; this is not a mall but a store alone.
"He is not giving you money?"
We arrive fast because it's not rush hour.
Does Kier leave the house now? It's past five pm.
"He has a lot of money. Get his cards and spend them for yourself. Make yourself a stunning lady and the most beautiful in your village,” We're now walking.
He gave me his card a while ago, and I didn't want to accept it, but he insisted.
"He gave me his card," I said in a low tone of voice. I look down when a woman looks at me and raises her eyebrow.
Everyone is wearing fabulous clothes, and they look expensive.
"What kind of card?" She was intrigued.
I do not fit into this kind of place. All the people here are rich, and all the stalls are branded. I can't afford any single thing here.
"The Botanica Bank."
Even though my one year salary is not enough, If I bought a single item here. This place is slapping me on how poor I am and not suitable.
"Why didn't he give you his black card? Get his black cards! Get all his cards if he doesn't want to give them to you!"
"Actually, he is giving me two cards, but I refuse. He said I can spend all the money on it, and it's mine."
The people work here is their pride is with them.
"You refuse? Are you stupid?!"
I can't look up because of everyone passing by us.
People here are filthy rich, and most of them are holding a cup of a famous brand of drink.
I sign her to lower her voice. We're getting attention.
"First, Let's fix yourself, and I will choose an outfit for you. You are beautiful. You should change your style and fashion. Your family is wealthy; why don't you use them?"
We entered a salon, and from the inside, I knew this was not a cheap salon.
When we got inside, it looked expensive, and it smelled professional.
I tug on Layla's skirt and whisper to her.
"I can't afford it here."
She winked, "Give me the card my cousin gave you."
I looked at her hands; that is not asking for the card.
I don't want to use this card; this is all his sweat and hard work.
She waited at me and raised her eyebrow. I gave it to her.
I don't like spending the money of others. I want it to come from my sweat and blood.
"Maria. Fix her eyebrow and color his hair and make it shine. It's dried," she showed them how dried my hair was.
She's a loyal customer here.
They did my hair, and they colored it brunette and made highlights. They even curl the bottom part of my hair.
They put makeup on my face. A simple and natural cosmetics, unlike Layla's face. Mine is straightforward and honest, while hers is obvious, but it suits her.
She brought me to an expensive and well-known boutique, and when I looked at the price of the clothes, my eyes got more extensive, and I swallowed hard. Why does Layla spend her money on this kind and expensive clothes? Clothes are all the same and as long as it's okay and comfortable, wear them. Why do I need to spend on such expensive clothes? People won't know what brand you're wearing.
Sometimes I feel different and alone because it feels like I am the only one who doesn't know branded things and what is in.
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<Layla>
“Look after her,” I told the sales lady.
I rolled my eyes when I read the message from my favorite cousin. Such protective ass.
I received another text from him.
“How’s my wife doing? Tell her to reply to my messages.”
I look at Shielyn in the changing room. This cousin keeps texting me from time to time just to ask about his dear wife. He never asks me if I am okay. Well, I'm OK and still pretty.
I look at myself in the mirror and fix my hair slightly. There, I look more stunning.
I look at the manager that is looking at me. I raised my left eyebrow at her.
My cousin is so protective over her, and his horn gets short when the topic is about Shielyn. He is just kind to his wife; he never showed kindness to us.
I replied back. “Hmmph! Transfer first, the money in my bank account.”
My favorite brand released a new bag, and I haven’t bought it, and I am planning to buy a unique collection of makeup. I need to buy new clothes too; Jase is not attracted to me. I need to change to be noticed by Jase...
“May I remind you that you’re using my cards? I will hold my cards if you don't look after her.”
This demon cousin of mine is really, really. Arg! I want to pinch him. He is threatening me again to close the cards that I am holding.
“Jase?” I saw Jase pass by this boutique. I get out of the boutique to find him.
The love of my life is here.
“Jase! Jase!” I called so loudly, and he turned around.
I know his figure, and I wouldn't get it wrong.
I got near him, and I clung to his arm. He is wearing sunglasses, a black frame and he’s in a blue and black suit.
“Why are you alone?” I asked.
“I just looked at something.” He plainly answered.
“Business.?” I asked again, and he nodded.
“Where are you heading now?” I ask again.
“Going back to the company," he is too lazy to answer.
I bit my lower lip.
“Can I ride on? I had been waiting for my driver for hours, and I couldn't contact him.” I lied. I will just text Shielyn later to go home alone.
Jase didn’t answer, and he walked, and I went with him.
I was giggling when I entered his car.
He was silently driving as if he was alone and I was just air.
"I miss you, Jase; I'd never seen you these past few days. Are you busy?" I tried to start a conversation with him, but he just shrugged.
I sighed.
I make my voice lovely and exciting, "I guess you're busy. My brother came to Europe, and I don't know the reason. Do you?" I like him.
"Did you know that reason? I got curious because it was sudden," I know he always has an out-of-town meeting and business, but this makes me curious. He acts differently.
"I'll go with him. I have my flight tomorrow," he said calmly.
He parked his car in the parking lot of the company.
I feel sad. I'm not going to see Jase again.
He got out of the car without opening the car door for me. I ran to him and hugged his arm. He looked at me as I smiled at him widely.
"Why do you need to go there? I miss you. I want to come. Don't leave me,” I tightly hugged his arm.
"Tsked!" He pressed the floor button where his office was.
"Layla, you're hugging my arm too tight," he complained, but I didn't release it.
"But I miss you so much. I know you didn't miss me, but I did," I looked at Jase, and he was not looking at me. He's looking in front.
How do you get this man's attention and love?
I want him to love me, and I have had an enormous crush on him since day one.
When the elevator door opens, his secretary is the one I see. She's standing in front of us, and it seems she's waiting for her boss.
