" I am Rosaline. I recently joined IMA as a Junior Accountant."
Junior accountants are trained financial professionals who support businesses by managing daily accounting and financial tasks.
" Liliana, It's been few months for ." They shook hands.
" Aren't you one of the top models for this agency? But how co I have never seen your face." Rosaline was confused. Posters were plastered on every wall showing different models, but Liliana's photo was not among them.
" I like to keep a low profile. The jobs I take is also special, don't worry about it."
" Ah, alright."
IMA Models were relatively new among model agencies in Los Angeles; they were known for helping models at every stage of their careers move forward. They even host an annual Fashion Camp to help up-and-coming models get prepared for working with an agency.
But those expectations were shattered entirely; Rosaline was stumped to see their boss' behavior.
" Umm, what should we do now? I know the area; it's quite far from here." Rosaline finally addressed the issue at hand.
" Of course, we will go!" Liliana's reply surprised her. Rosaline thought the way she behaved earlier was natural for her to quit.
" Why? you were so against it few monts ago. We don't know who this bastard is, it will be dangerous."
" Hehe, you don't have to worry about it. Do you think it is my first ti?"
" Huh? So you done this before which ans you are really a-"
" What are you saying? No, I an I know so moves. If that bastard tried to do anything, I will break his arms!" Liliana was resolute. Her plan was simple, make that bastard sign the check for her troubles!
" But what if there have guns or an army of guards?"
" Don't worry, I will act when we are alone. You just have to follow my lead, you are not bad yourself! I am sure he will be smitten in an instant!"
If they reasoned, it was a dumb plan, but Liliana had confidence because of her training, and the primary motivator was their desperation.
" Ok, but promise , if anything goes wrong we will escape without looking back."
" I promise."
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Darren was in a good mood, humming while tapping the steering wheel. Surprisingly, it was not the heavy tal that he usually listens to.
His plan was coming to fruition, and the agency's boss just got back to him saying that the girls agreed to take the job. Girls? That's right, sohow there were two of them, and as far as he knew, they were beautiful.
It would take a couple of hours before they reached the Manor. He had already instructed the housemaids to let them in without question; Samuel's team was fortunate to have trusted him. Besides, due to Samuel's recent conquest, they would overlook a couple of girls as there is nothing harmful about them.
As for his goal, he was not ambitious, he just wanted to give Samuel the taste of his own dicine. Pranking while colluding with his mother? Hateful! He would be satisfied as long as Samuel suffers because of it.
Even a tiny rumor would bring chaos to his life. He couldn't wait to et him after this; it would have been great if he sohow captured Samuel's dumbfounded expression. How an exception would that be?
"Hahaha, It's really a great day!" He relished the thrill of fast driving and anticipation for the future.
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anwhile, Samuel, who was touring the Manor, was delighted. It had a cozy feel, a big two-story house surrounded by nature. It was clearly a mansion, but the design was elegant with a large swimming pool, a separate gym house, and several other facilities surrounded by large trees.
The house attendants also had a small separate building at a distance, and everything was encapsulated by large walls to stop any intruders. Samuel could see a few more such houses at a distance. This area looked like a hiding place for wealthy people.
" Sir, lunch is ready. Should I bring it over?"
" No, I will co down." The eting with Armani ended abruptly, so he had yet to fill his stomach.
The dishes were excellent; Sorrel Salad as salad dish which consisted of spaghetti squash, toasted white beans, heirloom tomato, pancetta, rosemary white balsamic vinaigrette.
As for the main dish, Chargrilled filet mignon with standard ingredients, sage & blue polenta, roasted brussels sprouts, port wine, and cherry demi-glace. He was enamored by the taste as an aspiring chef, the harmony of ingredients was astounding to him.
" Did you guys cook this?" Samuel asked.
" No, there is a very good restaurant down the road. Young master told to bring food from there before he left."
" Is that so?" It was not the first ti Samuel ate such a dish but he thought, Darren called so start chef to serve as the head chef here. It would have been too much; he couldn't bother them too much as a guest.
After lunch, Samuel decided to spend his ti leisurely in the swimming pool. He was unable to exercise for a few days, so a few laps around the pool would surely get his blood pumping.
Suddenly his phone rang, it looked like a notification, so he ignored it. But it rang for a second ti; he got up and grabbed a towel, and wrapped up his lower body.
He checked his smartphone; it was a ssage from Darren. He opened the text.
" I hope you are comfortable there."
" Yes, What about you? Did you got ho fine?"
" Yeah I am good."
" Ok," Why the hell was he talking like a couple? Did he miss already? Samuel was amused.
" I have a special present for you. It's a surprise so, open the door yourself!"
Just then, the doorbell rang, huh? What's with him?
" Are you here?"
" Just answer the door, I hope can 'handle' it." He was not telling him anything. The bell rang for the third ti. Samuel had no choice but to open the door. He hurriedly went toward the door in his towel as the other person started to spam the doorbell.
" Coming! Wait a mont!" He haphazardly opened it.
"EH?"
"HUH?"
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