Son! Get yourself a wife! Someone competent enough by your side to help you run O&G’s while I retire. I'm getting old and weak; age is no longer on my side. The pressure and workload at the office are too much for me. I need to retire ASAP! To help me observe more rest and time for myself as well.
I’m not***!!! Cut, with a deep breath, looking away from his mum, trying to find the right words. His eyebrow furrowed, his eye narrowed slightly, his jaw clenched, and his lips pressed into a thin line. At the same time, he shoved his hands into his pockets. “Mum, I appreciate your concern, and I'm aware that you want the best for me. But, please! Please!! “Mum, I'm not ready for that yet. I can handle things here okay.” As he walks out.
Liam shut the door without slamming it. The soft click as it closes behind him is a clear indication that he's not open to further discussion. The air became thick with unspoken emotions. As she gazed at him with a mix of sadness and worry etched on her face.
Liam went straight to his room, picked up his phone as he inserted it into his pocket, climbed down the stairs, heading straight forward to their garage, and quickly asked his driver to drive him to the bar immediately.
His driver quickly got the car key as he “turned on” the ignition. Liam proceeded to the back seat; as he opened the car and entered, they drove off.
Olivia walks into the back of a bar, needing a quick job to do, which could help her earn a meal that night. Only to find herself faced with the bartender beating and harassing Liam. That couldn’t pay for his drinks after having too much to drink that night.
Olivia then offered to work for the bartender in exchange for paying for Liam's drinks. The bartender agreed and let Olivia work that night, while Liam was set free to go. Liam managed to return home, with the help of his driver, who was on his way to him, after he had asked him to return home earlier, after dropping him at the bar.
“You can return to the house; I will call you to come pick me up once I'm done. I want to be left alone.
Unknowingly, Liam had left his wallet behind before leaving the house angrily after the little argument he had had earlier with his mum a few hours ago, which made him come to the bar.
He returned home looking wasted and scattered, with a few bruises on his body, which he obtained from the beating the bartender gave him that night.
A few days later. At about 9am, Liam went in search of Olivia to repay her for saving his ass the previous night. Although he couldn’t recognise her face, since he had too much to drink and was staggering, he couldn’t picture Olivia's face very well that night. While at it,
Beep-beep-beep!
Liam’s phone rang for an emergency meeting at the company. Then he quickly asked his driver to reverse the car back to the family company.
At the entrance on his way to the meeting venue, Liam and Olivia bumped into each other. While he was trying to adjust his tie with his face downward, Olivia was hurrying to Lucas’ office to give him the file he had asked her to obtain for him from a colleague. Lucas needs the file, as it contains a document Madam Q will be needing for the meeting, and he was running late as well.
Olivia was absent-minded as she tried to arrange the files she was holding in her hand.
And she was about to say, “The young man from the other night,”
Before, Liam quickly shut her up. Young lady! You'd better be watchful and careful next time. It's your lucky day today; I'm in a rush, but next time I won't have it easy on you. He said with a wicked smile, pointing at Olivia. He quickly adjusts his suit as he walks away.
Olivia's face shifted from friendly to confusion and then to shock. Her eyes widen in surprise, her smile falters, and her lips part slightly, like she's about to say something, but nothing comes out. While her body froze for a split second, I thought, 'Am I dreaming or what? Is he not the…?' She halted while trying to process what had just happened; Liam had already gone to the meeting venue.
Leaving Olivia stunned and hurt. She swore to avoid his presence completely, as she tagged him “ungrateful drunk”.
Some months passed, and Olivia had gotten familiar with her job description.
Olivia! Moreover, run errands for other staff. Like buying their lunch, setting up the office, sorting out documents for review, reminding them of their appointments, packing their bags, assisting them to their car, and fixing and cleaning their shoes. Some tip her, while some insult her.
However, Olivia never holds grudges against anyone; she only cries and reminds herself that someday she’ll get there. Olivia’s focused on doing her job diligently.
Moreover, she’s not strong enough to withstand the ill words said to her by some staff. Some words like
*Always remember that your working here is a privilege.
*Be careful with my bags; your penny salary can't afford them in a lifetime.
*Don't afflict me with your poor self; please stay miles away.
*You will remain poor and wretched throughout your life….
Sometimes she manages to stay strong and remain calm. While, sometimes, the strong woman in her leaves her weak, crying out of her eyes.
Amelia is the only staff member close to Olivia. She consoles her whenever she cries, encourages her to keep pushing, and tells her to stop crying.
Olivia! You're the reason why they say those ill words towards you; you've shown them that their ill words towards you, Olivia, are your weakness. That’s why they always say those things to get you upset and leave you broken.
You need to stay strong and act like their words have nothing against you; even if you want to cry, don't let anyone see your tears. Now give me a hug. Cheer up! Let's get back to the motherfucking hustle. Chuckle! You know the hustle is real, and we have to make the fucking money. Smiles!
This made Olivia and Amelia friends and close to each other, rather than mere colleagues.