Being rejected by one organisation to another was Melanie Watson, she graduated from the state university exactly three years ago but couldn't secure a job because of her poor diploma. She couldn't stopped job hunting because of the loan she's going to refund in few weeks time. She borrowed some money from a fiercely casino to sponsor her education and she's to refund the money in three folds. A few weeks to the allotted time, Melanie was offered a babysitting job. She hasn't met with the baby she's going to babysit before she requested a year's advance payment. How will she cope when she gets to the mansion and realise that the boy she's going to babysit is not just a boy, but Archie Gordon, a thirteen years old boy who resents his father with passion? Melanie found herself stuck between the father and son discomfort that she was going to face for the next year. How will she cope when she found herself falling in love with Alfred Gordon and she's to choose between the broken son who wants her attention and the father who wants nothing but her love?
"Melanie Watson" the director calls out the name on the file, not taking his eyes off the anxious lady in front of him.
Melanie adjust on her seat, clutching tight at her dress.
"Yes, sir," she says, panicking as she watches the cranky man squeeze his face at her file.
She could swear she heard him sigh. The tension in the room is becoming increasing which makes Melanie's heart rise and fall at high speed.
"With this horrible credential, I don't think you can get a job as a cleaner at a bar, not to talk of securing a job here in Gordon enterprises," the director says, flailing the credentials across to her on the table which makes Melanie's face to falls in obvious disappointment.
Not like it was her first time getting rejected by an administrator, but this particular cull makes her heart sinks in grief.
"But... My records aren't that bad" Melanie says, trying to defend herself. Her voice comes out low which makes the director shake his head in confusion.
"Are you that nutty? Can't your stupid brain take a clue of the information I'm trying to pass? You're not competent to work for me." The angry man yells at her, taking a napkin from the table, and dabbing the tip of his funny-looking glasses.
Melanie feels hurt by his remarks but keeps herself calm as she doesn't want to get thrown out of the company.
The embarrassment wouldn't let her live to tell the story. She stands from the seat and packs the credentials inside her handbag and turns around to leave.
"You know... It would be a waste of time trying to look for a job when you could just get yourself a rich man, settle down with him and dwell in his riches. You'll age if you insist on a job hunt with your ridiculous credentials." the director smirked at the last line and Melanie nod her head negatively at the taunt.
"Thanks for your concern." Melanie smiles brightly at the director, who has a seductive smile plastered on his face.
"But I would love it if you can just shut the crap you called a mouth shut and mind your business," Melanie says shortly and stride towards the exit.
She heard the man chuckle and of course, she doesn't bother to spare him another glance.
Melanie Watson drags her feet out of the director's office and latches her lids together as soon as she gets outside of his office. She sighs sadly and rests her back on the door. She couldn't believe she just got rejected again.
"Oh good, Lord!" She sought for the umpteenth time and adjust her dress properly. Melanie dabs her jaw with the back of her palm, stretches her neck and strides out of the company. Getting outside the company, the forenoon sun bore on her skin and she drag her feet towards the bus station. She meet no one there and she takes a sit on the lonesome bench.
"My life is a mess" she sob quietly as tears find their way out of her amber eyes.
It has been three years already since she graduated from the state university, and she was unable to secure a job since then. She was the brightest student among her colleagues and her poor performance during her final year at the university left everyone in shock.
She tried her possible best to not let the situation she was to affect her academic performance, but as God has it, she couldn't take her mind off the confrontation which left her with a bad grade. She took a loan to pay her tuition at the university, thinking she would get a good job after her graduation. As the bookworm that she was, she believes she could secure a job at a magnificent firm. But now, no organisation want to hire someone like her.
What could be more formidable, the fact that she's still paying for the loan she borrowed for her tuition or the fact that she has to provide for her single mother to sort her business? Her life is a mess...
The beeping of Melanie's phone jots her out of her intense thought. She brings the phone out of her handbag and stares at the screen. A beautiful smile dance on her cheeks as she beholds the caller. She swipes the receive icon and place the phone on her ear.
"Hi, Kayla." she smile brightly, the loud voice of the caller makes her forcefully remove the phone from her ear.
"Easy Kayla, I'm just out for a bit, just stay there I'm almost home." she chuckles and hang up the car. She notice a coming bus that's coming her way and get in, as soon as the bus put to stop.
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"What brought a proficient cop to my house?" Melanie inquire as she close the door behind her. Kayla rolls her eyes at her and brings down her leg from the centre table.
"Seriously, babe I've been here by myself for over two hours. Where went you?" Kayla groans and pull Melanie to sit with her on the couch.
Melanie whizz loudly and drop her bag on the table, she loosens the buckle of her heels and massage her foot.
"I learnt of a company that put out a post of Secretary, so I went there to try my luck." Melanie mumbles and rests her back on the couch.
"Really? That's fine. So, did you get in?" Kayla asks impatiently. Her Hazel eyes bore intensively at Melanie.
"Ouch, stop gazing at me that way, I almost get a hole on my skin." Melanie whine and Kayla hit her head.
"Tell me already, did you get the job?" she raises the question for the second time and Melanie sneer at her.
"Well, it's the same riposte that I got. No one want to employ a nincompoop like me." Melanie reply sadly and Kayla stare at her face, feeling grief for her friend.
"But you're brilliant, Melanie. They shouldn't judge by your record alone." Kayla groans and Melanie chuckles which makes Kayla wonder what's funny in her speech.
"As if they'll wait for me to be on the seat for another second after going through my file." she mocks and starts to undo her shirt button.
"Don't lose your energy over a mere taunt, what you've passed through is more than mere comments" Kayla propels a bright smile to her.
"Yeah, right." Melanie shrugs her shoulder. She yanks the shirt off her body and carelessly drop it on the table, leaving her in her red strapless bra.
"Old habit." Kayla giggle. "What brought you here in the first place?" Melanie raise her eyebrows, knowing fully well that her friend would never visit her during work hours, for visiting sake.
"I came because I'm hungry." Kayla lets out and Melanie bounces her head back and forth in affirmation.
"Speaking of old habits, I think you've gotten plenty of it to discard," Melanie says and they both laugh at her satire.
"Do you have any food?" Kayla raise her eyebrows and Melanie nods in affirmative.
"Let me pack these stuffs inside first." Melanie mumbles as she stands deliberately from the couch.
The short black skirt falls to her knees as soon as she get her butt off the couch. Leaving her in just her undies. She pick it up along with the others and drag her feet towards the direction that leads to her room.
Kayla shake her head sadly, seeing her friend off with her eyes glue to her back.
"She's amazing, smiling like everything is going smoothly even when her life is tumbling down. How incredible!" Kayla sighs. She glance over at the centre table when she heard her phone makes a beep.
She takes the phone from the table and stare at the mail.
"Wow! this is faster than I thought,she's really nice." Kayla comments at the mail. Her face lit up in excitement.
"Who is nice?" Melanie asks, coming out of the kitchen with two bowls of cereal in her hands.
"A multi billionaire post a vacant of a full time babysitter for his son. I happened to be among the first set of people who received the news." Kayla smiles, collecting a bowl of cereal from Melanie.
"So, what's great about that?" Melanie raise her eyebrows with a slight confused look on her face.
"I'm applying for you of course, and... All done!" Kayla smirk as she click on send button. Melanie abruptly drops the bowl on the table. "What did you just said, Kayla?" Melanie inquire, not wanting to believe her friend would actually think of her of becoming a darn babysitter for some kids.
"Look Melanie, it is better to secure a job, anyone at that, than to do nothing. I've came to conclusion that you're not meant to make use of your certificate. A babysitting job has nothing to do with how great your credentials is. We all work to get money, okay? Some people do worse to get cash in their hands." Kayla says, wiping out the balls of tears that drops from Melanie's eyes. Just that moment, a notification pop on Kayla's phone.
She rapidly picks up the phone and glares dagger at the screen. "What is the problem?." Melanie ask in worries as the look on Kaylan's face sends shiver down her spine.
"I... You got picked." Kayla says and fresh tears build up in Melanie's face. She let her tears fall freely on Kayla's shoulder the moment Kayla throws herself at her in a warm hug.
Two ladies with striking resemblance cross path. Julianne Crawford is tired of living as a submissive wife in her in-laws house. Her plan to escape coincided with the charity event where Quiva, a typical and cunning pickpocket attended with the aim to steal. She bumped into Julliane while she was trying to escape. Unknowingly, her phone had fallen and Quiva had picked it up as one of her āgodsentā gift to her. As she tried to leave the event, she met Mrs Crawford who said some derogatory words at her and called her āJullianeā. Quiva did not understand what was happening but she played along, thinking another jackpot had been scored, not knowing that something worse was coming for her. Quiva followed the Crawfords back to their house, assuming her position as their sonās wife, Julliane Crawford. She pretended to be Julliane to steal money and stymied the lives of the Crawfords until they learned to accept her. While she thought her dream had finally been fulfilled - a life living in wealth. An enemy from the past was rising to return, ruining her entire plan. However, as Quiva spends more time living as Julliane, she begins to develop feelings for her husband and struggles with the guilt of lying to everyone around her. Meanwhile, the real Julliane has started a new life, free from the constraints of her old one, but she can't shake the feeling that something is wrong. As the two women's paths continue to cross, secrets are revealed and loyalties are tested. Will Quiva be able to come clean and confess her deception to the Crawfords and her husband, or will she lose everything she's gained in her new life? And what will happen to Julliane, who has been living in the shadow all along?
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogulāher success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husbandās entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "Iām out of your league."
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"