Heated - Episode 10

 

Hey guys! please you aren’t encouraging me at all. I mean if takes us hours to write stories for you to read, and we unfailingly do so, what is seconds you can’t take to just comment, like or rate? C’mon this ain’t fair. Please….
Well what I wanted to say is that this story is going in a complete twist… I have set some confusion but it isn’t my fault, it’s the story lol just concentrate and focus on the path it’s taking… ask me anything if you want….

WHITNEY’S POV
I groan as I lazily get out of my bed. Life is partially easy for me . It's just that Adventure is a little stressing. After landing around 11:30pm the previous day, all the way from Detroit, Michigan USA, I swear I couldn't walk for the next five minutes. I was stiff all thanks to my sitting postures for about twelve hours. Now I didn't get enough sleep all thanks to that company. I didn't even go home to visit my family because definitely my mum wouldn't allow me attend the meeting. I just had to come to my house and after the meeting, I would announce myself at my family's doorstep. I have to take it all in. With the plans formulated in my head, I stand up weakly and walk into the bathroom. I do my thing and walk out

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. The time is 7:38am. I cream my body, dress on casual but more sensitive than a casual dress, well it doesn't matter. I reach to wear my heels when my phone rings out. I recognize the number a bit but too tired to crank my brain so I pick.
“Hello good morning ma'am.”I hear a warm voice.
“Good morning.”I say nonchalantly still trying to recall the voice
“ma'am, hope you haven't changed your mind. You promised 9am prompt.” This guy is pissing me off right now
“I don't go back on my word. I hate when you rub my promises to my face. I have given you my assurance what more do you want?” I ask in a angry tone. This guy called me last night before I went to bed and he's calling me again this morning…I don't blame him! These are the type of calls you get when you have no intimate relationship I guess. It's always Business! Business!! Business!!!. I end the call. I don't feel like eating. I just close the front door after coming out and I gesture Suleiman to open the gate. I enter into my car and drive out into the streets. I arrive the company exactly 8:30am and decide to take a look first at the damage. Thirty minutes for observations and 9am on the dot for the meeting. I reach for my phone and dial the number that called me earlier.
“Hello ma'am” he answered warmly albeit fear. Is he scared I am calling to call off the meeting? What is wrong with these people! Do they have trust issues??
“I am inside your company. Black sports car.” I tell him and end the call. I swear I am dying from lack of sleep right now. I try to stay awake. I watch someone race out of  the company like Superman wanting to save the day. His eyes searching until they land on my car. I see him walk towards me and I get the code and put on my dark shades and step out of my car. He is wearing a wide smile as I press the lock button on my car key.
“Miss Whitney Walters! Welcome!.” I look at him and wait until he is done with his blabbing so he can take me to the wire house. I don’t want to be forward.
“I’m Paul Asemota. The ICT manager of this company. I never expected you early. Wow this must show you are a pro.” He States. If only he knew I came early to leave early.. I mean all CEOs are always around by 8am. So if the CEO hears I am here, we would hold the meeting on time.
“Ermmm. It's you know not very friendly for a guest to wait for another in a appointed meeting. You can't be seen waiting around.” I see he is trying to dodge the main info.
“I know your CEO will be ready but nine, I came early to view the wire house before heading to the meeting. I won't be able to take my calculations without me seeing the condition of the place. So can we get this done?”I ask him easing him off his tensed emotion.
“Ah! How stupid of me not to think of that…please this way.” Indeed stupid! He leads the way and we emerge into the wire house and hell of Satan!!!  This place is damn destroyed. Did a bomb settle here? Am I compatible for this job? I didn't know what I was thinking when I accepted the offer. This Paul really knows how to sugar-coat words. Getting angry at him for lying will prove I’m nothing compared to an electrician but this is just too much.
“How did this place got this burnt and the company survived it?” I am force to ask and I am already sweating
“A spark caused the fire and we were lucky our Jnr CEO was around to save the day.”
“I see.” I say swallowing the hard saliva that is stuck in my throat. I observe the wires, switches, fuses, metres, rectifiers, control grids, and other units that were burnt to the core. Okay rebuilding this place is gonna cost. The civil engineers are engaging in this as well.
“I have had enough eyesight. Can we go for the meeting now?” I fake a smile at him and he nods and leads the way. The cool breeze hit my face as we walk out of the wire house. I'm now scared to go into the company I mean just the wire house is heating up I am sure the company is cooking up. Imagine a human being breathing in a confined space like a coffin that's how it is in the wire house.
“It's passed nine! What do you mean he isn't here?” Paul shouts now I see he is not always the warm guy.
“you don't get to yell at me as if I babysit him or work for you. We get paid here. So stop acting as if you are in a fucking position higher than mine!” wow the lady Paul's talking to is fierce. And I don't want to believe the story both of them are arguing about right now.
“I don't have your time Nancy.” Paul tells the girl before turning to face me
“please ma'am…..”
“Whitney!”I yell at him.
“okay. Please Whitney be calm for a few minutes. I am sure he is held up in traffic.” Paul says. I hope it's not what I'm thinking
“Who?” I ask him and he tenses up a bit but decides to answer.
“The CEO.” He says warmly but I’m not buying that. My face heats up instantly. I hate being kept waiting when I have more important things. What if he doesn't show up today? I will have to come back tomorrow; preventing me from meeting my family sooner. I mean this is absurd! What CEO won't be in seat in his office by 8 in the morning? And what stupid traffic is the idiot talking about? Didn't I pass the same road. That's how they blame their problems on things that don't really give problems. God! I am sleepy for Grace’s sake! Paul notice my angry face and speaks first.
“Please ma'am…. I mean Whitney…just a little time please.” I look at him dreadfully
“If he doesn't show up least 10, I am leaving and don't even think of ringing my phone else I'll get you pinned down.” I tell him in a angrily gritted teeth and sit on the sofa placed in the corner of a royal door. The stupid CEO had better respect himself and show up!...

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