"My child, you are drunk," Mada Maven stated which was obvious as she led Skyla to her room. Inwardly she was thankful that Doran was not ho. This could have landed her in serious trouble.
"Yeah! I upped a notch. Tomorrow is Sunday I am going to sleeepppp in," Skyla slurred, leaning on Mada Maven.
The older woman shook her head in amusent. At least her miss was happy.
"I will fix you a ginger-spearmint tea so you can wake up fresh the next morning. There will be no hangover," she chuckled to Skyla while laying her down on her divan.
But the red-haired girl was already half asleep. She took off her shoes, placed her purse aside and covered her with a blanket. Stroking her hair the old woman smiled and said a prayer for her young miss before exiting her room.
For once in a long ti, Skyla slept in peace. No waking up in the middle of the night with anxiety or needing to be touched. Nor did her heart pounded with a deep fear of her husband. Throwing everything to caution she had a blissful sleep.
It was 10 am when she finally stirred awake because her bladder was killing her. She rushed to the bathroom to empty it. A massive ache was creeping into her head and she knew she had gone overboard yesterday.
But did she regret it?
Absolutely not.
’I should get so tea from Mada Maven before my head explodes,’ Skyla mumbled to herself, throwing cold water on her face.
She took a look in the bathroom mirror and shrieked. Her hair were in disarray and make-up was all ssed up. So she smoothed her hair down and cleansed her face of all the make-up before exiting the room.
Grabbing her tablet and phone along the way she headed down, trying to recall yesterday night’s events but she didn’t rember much. She could only recall Lawrence dropping her ho.
Her brain was still hazy which would only dissipate once she had taken so tea.
Mada Maven was in the kitchen, her eyes shone with motherly love for Skyla as she entered.
"Did you have a good night’s sleep? Want to make you that tea now?" she asked in a hushed voice and Skyla sheepishly nodded. Before her marriage, whenever Skyla used to sneak off with Huria to get drunk. It was Mada Maven’s tea which used to get her out of trouble and cure her hangovers.
"Coming right up," Mada Maven chirruped and got herself busy.
Skya settled down on the table in the kitchen and began to check her notifications on the Webnovel app. She casually opened the ssage tab and couldn’t believe what she was seeing. The screams of joy filled the kitchen. She read the ssage three tis, unable to accept what was right in front of her eyes.
A new reader had awarded her a Golden Gachapon; the biggest gift available on the app and was worth 15000 coins.
Skyla couldn’t comprehend that soone had been so generous. What was more interesting for her was the fact that the reader’s pseudonym was Kakashi Hatake and the profile picture was of Kakashi too.
Mada Maven placed her teacup in front of her and said.
"Drink first then drown in work."
"Thank you, Mada Maven. I am so excited about my comic. Soone sent a huge gift," she couldn’t help but share her happiness with the older woman.
"You deserve it my child and so much more. It’s all because of your hard work." She patted Skyla’s head, giving her a warm smile before returning to her work.
The red-haired girl took a sip of the calming tea and then checked her phone. She found a ssage from an unknown number too. It had been sent early morning. Clicking it open, she began to read it:
[Good morning, Miss Skyla. It’s Zyair here. Just wanted to extend my gratitude for yesterday’s event. You were a pro, in the way you handled and guided everyone. And your idea doubled our sales. So thank you and enjoy your Sunday.]
Skyla’s breath hitched in her throat for a second as she read the text again. Titbits of him joining her and Huria in their drinking escapades began to play in her mind but she couldn’t recall what they had been talking about.
Her hands beca sweaty and a few drops of perspiration appeared on her throbbing temples.
Should she ssage her boss? What would she even say? Did he see her drunk talking last night? What if she had said sothing embarrassing to him?
She had to text him back. It would be rude to not reply to his text when he was always so supportive of her. Thinking long and hard she typed her reply.
[Good morning, Sir. It is an honour working for you and the Company. I guess I am lucky that the idea was a hit and I will strive harder in future to bring more of such innovative ideas to the table. Sorry for the late reply, I have just woken up. Hoping you have a relaxing Sunday as well.]
She read her ssage thrice, looking for any typos and seeing it was professional enough before hitting the send button. She heavily sighed and took more sips of her tea to calm her over-fried nerves.
Amsilia walked into the kitchen, all prepped up in her crisp skirt and blouse with her designer bag on her arm.
"Mom, are you heading sowhere?" Skyla got up and hugged her before asking.
"Yes! I have a luncheon today at this boutique all the other ladies have been asking to check out. So I am going to be there and will return in the evening. Enjoy your Sunday, my dear."
She waved at Skyla before heading off.
"Have fun, Mom."
Skyla did the sa and sat back down.
Grabbing her tablet she proceeded to thank the generous reader who had brightened up her Sunday with that lavish gift. She typed a response under the notification and sent it.
The anonymous reader was quick to respond.
"You are very welco, lovely author. Your comic is amazing and your drawings are to die for. I can’t wait to see more Chapters."
Skyla couldn’t help but giggle, such a responsive reader and a nice one too. She was sure that he/she would be leaving ssages on the comic too. So her curiosity got the best of her and she checked, Skyla was not disappointed. A ton of comnts had been left on her comic too.
She leaned back in her chair in a relaxed position with her cup of tea and tablet to enjoy the comnts left by the mysterious reader.
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