Chapter 26
At first, Hazel sent Mia on a task without informing her anything regarding Ronny's Company.
On the off chance that Mia hadn't gotten some information about it, she could not have possibly known the name of the organization and where it's found.
Indeed, even Lydia was so damn astonished when she heard Mia planned to convey food to Ronny in his office.
Mia was terrified. Plus, Lydia was adequately benevolent to request one from the family's drivers to drive her to Ronny's office with one of the vehicles at home.
Mia got out of the vehicle, the intensity of the weather conditions supporting her skin as she admired the astonishing tall structure. Ronny's organization.
She could see individuals going in and emerging from the structure. Pretty, tasteful, rich individuals. She looks too nearby to possibly be available here.
Who might accept she's currently hitched to a well eminent finance manager, somebody who is known by all?
She needs to gloat about it. Being hitched to him is not all that invigorating. Fortunate is his fiancee whom Lydia and Grandmother Paris were discussing recently.
Maybe she heard it wrong. How could somebody who has a fiancee wed her?
Huff! This isn't the very thing she has come to consider.
She had completed the lunch sack while emerging from the vehicle. She started to walk faint hearted towards the structure. When she ventured inside, a brilliant breeze embraced her. It's more chilling here than outside.
Her eyes meandered around the structure, appreciating its inside plans and attempting to include everyone in here. Representatives are so occupied with their works. Some are cooperating with clients.
These workers are more women. God knows the number of them are biting the dust to have Ronny Paris since he's a particularly running man.
Mia felt everyone's eyes outrageously gazing at her and she felt abnormal. She needed to advance toward the gathering. This sort of organization has forever been her fantasy work environment. On the off chance that by opportunity she really wanted a task, she would have applied for one here yet now that she knows Ronny Paris and what sort of an individual he is, she will rather get a new line of work than another spot.
"Excuse me" she had come to the secretary's table. The secretary is a young woman.
"Indeed? Who are you?" The secretary asked in the wake of completely finishing a call.
"Please, where's Mr. Ronny's office?"
The assistant; Flautist, was astounded. "Who are you?"
Mia dishonorably gulped her spit. How's she going to present herself now? Mr. Ronny's significant other? "I'm Miainda__"
"Do you have a meeting with him?" Flute player inconsiderately scrutinized her.
"N...no__"
"Then, leave!" That was inconsiderate and brutal.
Mia took a full breath. She has never been in this sort of humiliating circumstance. She has consistently taken care of everything with certainty. Since Mr. Ronny wedded her, she lost all her certainty.
She has become so moronic that she couldn't put stock in herself.
She breathed in and breathed out and checked the woman out. "You can't request that I leave. I have come here to bring his food. Do I want an arrangement to bring his food?"
Flute player had previously begun composing on her framework subsequent to expelling her. At the point when she heard Mia's words, she needed to check out at her with a shocked grimace. "For what reason didn't you let me know before you came to bring his food?! You burned through my time for no good reason" she murmured. She feigned exacerbation before crossing, actually taking a look at something in her framework. "Follow me" she emerged from her counter and drove the way.
Mia followed her yet with a scowl. They took the lift and were on the fifth floor sooner. She attempted to stroll however quick as this crotchety secretary might have been strolling.
"I didn't realize you are his home maid___"
"Excuse me! I'm not his house cleaner!" Mia needed to address her at the earliest. Hearing her say that was irritating. She looked at the Flute player when she saw the grouchy woman shoot a scowl at her.
At a tingling second, Flute player abruptly quit strolling to confront Mia. "In the event that you are not a servant, what are you?"
Mia scowled. She had not anticipated that Flute player should end in an unexpected way just to pose such an irritating inquiry. "It's nothing you should be worrying about," she snapped.
Flutists planned to condemn her yet somebody came.
"What're you doing here, Flautist?" A beautiful woman, rich and sure, approached them. Her sets of peach variety heels were a match to her sheath outfit.
"She is here to drop Mr Ronny's food yet, she professes to not be a housekeeper" Flautist revealed yet hatefully.
"For the present, nobody can head inside. Give the food to me, I will give it to him myself. Mr Ronny is in there with his fiancee" The woman refered to Mia. She had highlighted the glass office inverse to them.
Mia's face became blue and pale.