Prologue 1.2
PROLOGUE 1.2
"Ms. Pretty, are you an actress or a model? I think I've seen you before."
I shook my head "No, I am not." and smiled at him.
"She’s just beautiful, but people haven't discovered yet." Riley commented.
"That's too bad. That suits you. You could be a model or an actress."
And then I heard it again. I remembered that one guy at the airport earlier. They said the same thing. In fact, that's pretty much what they told me.
No, I'm not a model and definitely not an actress and I'll never be. It's because I love my job. I've gotten a lot of offers in those fields, not to boast, but I turned down all the offers. Because that's not what my heart wants. Since childhood, I knew what I wanted to be when I grew up and that's what I pursued.
I endured being a working student in Canada for 4 years just to fulfill my dream. Yes, after graduating here in the Philippines, I studied in Canada again. I worked there while studying. During my job there, I met respected people who I could put in my professional references, to spice up my resume.
"It's not in the plan. I prefer to teach."
"Are you a teacher, Ms. Pretty?"
"Yes. More of a private instructor. But I'm a licensed educator." Yes. I mastered different subjects. People hire me as a private tutor. Usually for homeschooled children of the rich.
"This friend of mine is smart. All subjects, even Math, English, Filipino, Science, TLE, MAPEH, even during recess or lunch, she's the best. She's still beautiful. But there's more! Students love him because she's so kind. She'll be patient with the girl next to you for a long time." Riley's boost to me, along with teasing Luna, who just rolled her eyes on her.
I saw the change in the driver's facial expression. His forehead suddenly furrowed as if he was deep in thought. From the rear-view mirror, he looked at me from the driver's seat. It seemed like he wanted to say something but he seemed hesitant. It was as if he was examining me carefully.
"W-why, sir?"
"You just got back from abroad, right?" He answered me, also asking a question.
"Yes." I stuttered because of the way he's looking at me. It was like the guy I was talking to earlier had become a private investigator staring into my eyes to see my soul.
"Is there a problem, sir?" Luna asked, probably noticing the change in him as well.
"Do you have a job lined up here in the Philippines, ms? A new family to work for?" He asked me again, ignoring Luna next to him.
Weird. Why is he asking me these questions all of a sudden? Then why did he suddenly switch the accent.
"Not yet. W-why?"
"How long is your teaching experience?" He asked next.
Wait...huhh???
"Mr, I'm nervous about you. Do you have a split personality? From taxi driver to HR real quick?" Riley joked with a hint of nervousness.
The guy suddenly adjusted his seat and was about to grab something from the glove compartment of the car.
Riley and I both flinched because of what he did; scared of what he would grab. My eyes landed on Luna who was about to pull something out of the back of her pants.
Shit! She's pulling out her gun! Of course, she has a gun! She's a detective. Great!
WHAT'S HAPPENING?!!!!
Luna was about to pull out her gun, but she stopped when she saw what the guy took from the glove compartment.
The driver turned to me again from his seat and handed me something.
"Ms. Pretty, do you want a job?" He asked. His tone as a driver earlier was back.
I looked at what he was handing me. It's a business card.
I took it slowly. I looked at Riley who suddenly drank from the pink tumbler she was carrying.
"You're intense, mr. What's that." She reacted
My gaze also landed on Luna who was quiet but focused on her surroundings and sensing. She's always like that in situations like this. She's like an Alpha getting ready just in case danger will occur.
I looked at the business card. It's a metal card with a rose gold color. It's not just any business card made of paper. When you move the card a little, its color changes a little. It's a reflector. It's turning...
Purple????
"Oh, rich..." Riley commented, also noticing the color change of the card after I turned it over.
I read what was written on the card. Suddenly, I was dumbfounded after I read the company's name and when it registered in my head.
Wait. what????I
"Arentsvelt Corp..."
"Arentsvelt Corp..."
Arentsvelt?! As in, Eros Arentsvelt?!
One of the wealthiest families in the world??!!
How is it even possible to get such an offer inside a cab?! What in the one in a million chances is happening?!
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