Chapter 13

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Ashely's Pov

"Why do you need money?"

The question may sound horrendously simple. However, the question made me realise the worth of my life.

What do I say to Mr Jensen?

Why do I need money?

I need money because I am broke! I need money because I can't live without it and my life only depends on it!

My father left my mother and his children just for the sake of another woman without giving us a second glance and now, I have to work hard to live a life!

"That's very personal I don't think it is related to any business premises,"

For a second I saw black orbs getting deeper in anger, how can someone decline his statement.

Moreover, I don't want to whimper and discuss my life with him! He will get another chance to diminish me by saying, "an abandoned and broke girl only deserves this!"

Then I walked away to my working platform which was visible through Mr Jensen's eyes.

Just two days and I will pay the landlord his money, he won't be able to distress my mother for anything!

I will do anything in my hand to make things work!

I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't realise the landline I had on my desk was ringing from the past half an hour furiously.

I picked it up, this would be my first call  in Mr Jensen's building as his PA

"Hello?"

My voice was a little numb due to hesitancy which was going inflow with my mind.

"Ms Ashley Brooke, are you deaf?"

I heard a familiar voice, cold hard, commanding on the strict tone until the landline started slipping from my hand.

"So now you are blind too?" His voice came as harsh as anyone could ever imagine.

"Yes sir?" I shuttered while trying to avoid his bickering voice in my ears.

"I need a cup of latte in half an hour, now hurry up! And don't be late this time! I don't allow tardiness," then he cut the call.

What is he considering me for?

A servant or a puppet, to whom he can call anytime and ask anything to bring? To whom he can call anytime and ask him to be present under his eyes!

Maybe he is just showing his way, he is the country's most ruthless billionaire and I am just a broke girl! He wants to make sure in every moment that he has the power to ruin people's lives! He has the money to acquire anything, even a person.

Anyways, I don't have any preference to make, so I went to the elevator, and this time I am not going to give him any opportunity about anything to disrespect me or make any other doubts about hiring me, after all, I need to pay rent to the landlord.

When I arrived on the ground floor, I saw everyone was doing their work and no one was riding in lost thoughts as I was.

That guy on the reception smirked again to see the fatigue figure of my subconscious mind.

I went down to the street, and this time I know I won't be delinquent because I know where the Starbucks is.

I went in the direction of it, and in the next moment, I saw myself ordering one of his coffee cups!

The New York City and its high building make me want to squirm up against all the victims. Maybe someday I will also wear those branded clothes, high-heels then these roads will be a ramp walk for me.

After admiring all the buildings, I reached Jensen's building only to realize there were five to six big black Audis was standing line by line along with the building.

And the security was tight too, everyone was whispering in a hushed tone.

Though it's not my job to find out what was ensuing and I don't even have a state of habit to put my nose in anyone else's work.

Therefore, after everyone, I struggled to squeeze myself through the crowd,

The crowd considered me as a crazy person who only focused on the cup in her hands and neglected the most powerful person existing on the earth.

Let them think whatever they want, I only have five minutes left now to shove this cup of coffee, till he becomes hysterical and starts to act like a dangerous animal!

I reached to the elevator, and pressed the floor number,

"You know who arrived today?" A girl with blonde hair was talking to another girl when her face was covered with full of makeup, truth to be told she was looking like an ape who had applied a cake on her face.

"Who?"  A girl in a red dress asked squarely while applying lipstick on her full lips.

"Mr Jensen's - "

Before she could complete the sentence, the sound of the machine system alarmed me, made me realise that the floor on which  I wanted to arrive is coming in a second, so  before getting furthermore late I should jump, sidelining these two bimbos

"Excuse me, I have to get out, " I tried to utter while squeezing myself between them. They were almost lurking over into each other, but I was determined to give him his cup of coffee on time.

Those girls, glanced at me as I am an alien who is going to eat them out, however, I could have kicked them out, but eating them is not my taste, so I ignore all the hard stares which I was receiving and move to the direction of his cabin.

Everyone was looking at me with strange eyes, eyes in which horror was showing its true colour.

Wait why all the employees of this company are afraid?

Does Mr Jensen does not give them their pay check-in time? Or he makes them overwork and treats them as slaves as he is doing with me?

Thousands of questions abrupted in mind, and I had no answer to follow one.

What if he treats me like shit, and doesn't give me any money after that?

What if he is going to kick me out soon?

I saw the time and realised I only have three minutes left, I was just about to knock on the door, learning from the past experiences when I heard cold hard voices were engraved in the battles.

"I am not going to do that!"

Mr Jensen's voice was like a sleek that could hurt anyone with its depths.

"I am not here to listen to your wordings!" This was the sound of another man.

Who was engulfed with a heated argument with him?

I don't believe this was the right time for me to go in there and hand him his cup of coffee.

Maybe I should wait until the heated conversation is done inside the room.

I flinched a bit or should I say I jumped off on my feet when I heard the voice of glass shattering.

The footsteps were coming close, I need to hide somewhere no one can find I was eavesdropping, though I didn't plan to do so it was a sudden urge of the voices behind the doors.

I saw a man with grey hair and a black suit striding away from his cabin.

Now, I assume I should go in there and hand him his cup of coffee. My task would be done!

The door was half-open, so I went in and saw him looking outside the small window in his dark texture.

"Mr Jensen, your cup of coffee," my voice was sounding as a squirm and full of depth as it always sounds.

He moved his head and looked at for a brief moment, then opened in his most obnoxious state, "as I already stated, I don't allow tardiness Ms Brooke, so consider yourself fired!"

And the depths started appealing again into my eyes when my heart started crying that I am fired!

Everything became so disastrous and shaky and at the moment I saw the cup of coffee was spilling on the floor, dirting it in the name of shame.

"What the-?"

I heard the deep dark voice, again when everything went black.