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Vanessa's POV

"Is there any special color theme you want, Mrs Rosco" I asked the lady who was sitting directly opposite me

"Uhhh Gold please. And since it's a wedding event, I'll want 7 steps cake and I think that's all. You can handle the rest." She smiled

"Okay, Brittany did you get all that?" I asked my assistant who was fiddling with the tablet

"Sure did boss" She nodded her head at me

"We'll get back to you with a visual design of how it'll look like. This evening to be precise. Brittany, please try to reach one of the caterers. And please send in the number of the hall manager"

"Excuse me" said Brittany before leaving us.

"How about the amount for your work?" Mrs Rosco asked

"I'll get back to you on that. Maybe after showing you the design today. How about that?" I smiled

I swear I'm tired of smiling. Talk about being polite.

"Okay that'll be nice. Thank you so much" She stood up, shook hands with me and took her leave

"Ma'am how about this?" Daniel comes in with his laptop to show me a design their team worked on

"This is for what event?" I asked rubbing my temple

"The gala" he sighed

"Nahhh it's too simple. These people will be paying a whole lot and they definitely don't need anything as simple as this. Please put in more effort" I took the laptop from him to inspect it

"Okay ma" He said

"I'm sorry. But we don't have to slack at all. I want no mistakes and no complaints. The color theme is too dull. These decorations are too simple. I don't like the position of these things. Please work on it Daniel. I'm counting on you. If it's too much, we can call a meeting and we can all put our heads together. Understood?" I returned the laptop to him

"Yes ma" he nodded curtly and made his way out of the office.

"Sir you'll have to wait first. Sir I need to get to her before letting you know if she's less busy! Sir!" I heard Brittany yell

"Too bad, I don't listen" A masculine voice said and in a minute time my door swings open and oh boy! An angel just strolled in effortlessly.

Sorry, but how did you escape heaven baby? Okay focus!

"I'm sorry Ma. He's just one stubborn - sorry" Brittany corrected herself immediately. Yeah sometimes we lose it. Relatable sis, relatable.

"Thank you Brittany, I'll take it from here" I stood up and crossed my arms. "Who do we have here?" I raised my eye brow at him. I should check him out but first impression matters.

"I feel offended. Do I not look familiar? Blackwood? Richard? Finest Youngest Billionaire?" He rolled his eyes, while adjusting his tie

"Huh?"

There's a name like that?

"You have gat to be kidding me!" He sat down on one of the chairs and crossed his right leg over his left leg. "Sit Vanessa Willow" He said in a husky tone, with his eye dangerously looking at me.

Damn! Those voice!

Yes daddy, I'll sit. I swear I need to really focus.

"Wow! Look who the boss is." I chuckled lightly and placed my ass on my seat anyway. Can't keep this pretty ass of mine standing. "How may I help you, Richard?"

"Richard Blackwood. CEO of Blackwood Gadgets." He smirked like I'm suppose to worship him or something.

You're human, I'm human. So?

"Nice to meet you. Back to business" I gave him a tight lipped smile

"Why do you look small? And how can a small person like you own this kind of place? Who is your sugar daddy?" He smirked.

Really now?

"Richard!" I sighed after realizing the tone I used. "Mr Richard I do not have time for all these nonsen- things. As you can see, I have a lot to do. And this is business hour not chatting hour" I frowned refraining myself from hissing or rolling my eyes

Pretty guys are always arrogant. Never forget. Don't always expect much from them.

"Tomorrow, my place" he said swiftly before standing up

"Does this look like a strip club to you? Or did you see 'get your one night stand here' ?" I swear I was beginning to get pissed. I take back my words. Angel my foot!

Devil in disguise. Okay, too extreme

"And is this how to talk to a client?" He smirked. I wish I can wipe that dirty smirk off his beautiful face.

"I can't say for sure if you're a client or some perverted ass but either ways, tomorrow I'm busy. Very busy. You may leave" I stood up and walked up to the door

"Really now. You don't want to work with me, Nessa" he walked up to me.

"You haven't said anything yet, Sir. Come back when you're in a business mood. Leave please" I pointed at the door

"I'll take this" He walked up to my table and picked up my complimentary card.

"Yeah, help yourself Boss" I said, sarcastically.

"Just did Nessa" he winked. "Expect my call soon baby girl" he laughed and walked away and I shut my door in annoyance.

I should take anger management class if I'm going to be working with such a person like this.

"Urghhh!!!" I slumped on my chair.

"And please wear a skirt while coming. Not too long, not too short" He chuckled and shut the door again. And there I thought he left.

I shook my head and got back to working on Mrs Rosco's project. I have a meeting by 4pm and I should be out of here by 8pm today too. I have another event to work on at home.

"Hello! Vanessa Willow on the line" I braced myself up for maybe another appointment. As usual

"I'm coming over today by 9pm. I'm around and I need somewhere to sleep." My idiot twin said.

"Why call my business line then" I groaned. Like why, fam?!

"Two things. Firstly, to hear you say that weird line you say and secondly, to see if you know my number by heart and I'm disappointed twin" he said

"Please get me something. I have nothing to eat and I couldn't go shopping. Too much work" I pouted even though he can't see me

"What am I? Your house boy?"

"A caring twin. I love you. No food no entry bro!" I hung up and laughed because I know he hates it when someone hangs up on him. Especially when he's the one that called. But Jason isn't one to stop talking.

"Ma'am your meeting is in 5 minutes" Brittany opened the door to tell me

"Thank you" I picked up the

necessary materials and head to the conference room.

Someone get my painkillers ready. Being an adult is stressful.