Chapter 143: Everything Can Be Custom Made
Katz and Kanna walked down the hallway. I had only heard them talk about her. She was not what I was expecting. She was young, almost the same age as me, with luscious ginger highlights surrounding a beautiful caramel complexion and pretty eyes. She was very exotic and absolutely gorgeous. I don’t know why I was feeling a twinge of jealousy all of a sudden.
I know she was with three men and is getting married, but knowing she worked so closely with Donald was unsettling. I know my "girly brain" was out to get me. I looked away from her to avoid being caught because Donald would never cheat, but I couldn’t help but think about the idea of them working late together alone. Donald's aversion to impropriety is pure. I haven't really looked at him since we came back from the hospital; he's such a beautiful man, and to have his full attention on me... it was like he knew what I was thinking, and I looked away, continuing to walk towards the elevator. He followed me silently, stepping into the elevator behind me and hitting the button. I studied him while he watched the numbers go down. I was being stupid; this man treated me like a queen, and I wouldn’t almost leave again, but I knew I couldn’t. We didn’t even look at him. After we got back home from the hospital, I was overwhelmed with what had happened, but I let them be. I avoided having any type of conversation.
I needed to stop avoiding them and face whatever would come from this. It has been three weeks since Matthew and Mark were taken away, and I honestly don't know what happened. There were no police except to ask about the incident; it’s like it didn’t even happen. He stepped off the elevator onto a suspiciously quiet floor. When I looked around, I realized it was because no one worked on it. It was very large, just like the other floors, but it was just a wide-open space.
“Lists of potential,” he said, and I nodded. There were three bathrooms on the floor: one private, in a small office around the corner, and two large ones on either side of the floor.
“I could see this working,” I said, walking over to the large floor-to-ceiling windows. “I would draw up a plan and maybe work on a construction team.”
When Justin told me his plan, I was so excited, but I didn’t show it. This would be the ultimate dream job. I had been so excited to work with Emily and was very down about the fact I wouldn’t, but still happy she got into an amazing school. But this job takes care of that for sure. Until I sign official papers, I am not going to get my hopes up too much.
“Justin had someone; there was a company that did all the construction for them when they first bought the building,” Donald said, leaning against the… I nodded momentarily, speechless when I looked at him. My mind flashed back to the first time I had met him at the hotel and how my stomach fluttered with butterflies from looking at him, almost like it was doing right now. Why am I so nervous right now with my own man?
“Amelia?” he called softly, bringing me back to reality.
“What is going on?” he asked.
“We went through hell and back, and it feels like you never came back,” he said, taking a few steps towards me.
“Then Emily asked if you would be her mother, and it seemed like you freaked out even more,” he continued. My eyebrows shot up. I remembered her asking, but I thought she was joking. Was she really serious about wanting me to fill that role? I hadn’t been bothered by that; I was more aware of how close Justin and Donald were and how well Emily flocked to Justin. I loved to see it, especially knowing he wanted children, but something about seeing it made it very different. I took a small step towards him, who now looked like he was bracing himself for a blow. I was about to respond when the elevator pinged and the doors opened: Justin strode out with a tall man. The man was very attractive in his own way, but of course, standing next to Justin, he didn’t hold a match. He had a mischievous look on his face as he smiled, and he had salt-and-pepper hair with dark eyes. He was a little bit older than Justin.
“Donald, Amelia, this is Joseph. He is the one who remodeled the building for us; it was a coincidence that he was here today, but I thought you should meet him,” Justin said once they were close to us, extending his hand first to me and then Donald. He definitely wasn’t from this country, but I couldn’t place his accent right at the moment.
“I happened to be dropping off some updated permits, but Justin told me he may have some work for me to do,” he said with a cheeky grin, extending his…
“Twitin told us you would be spearheading this project; whatever you need, this is my personal number. Going through the company might get you tanked to the bottom of the list, but my friend Justin and this company will definitely be a priority job,” Joseph said, and I took the card with a small thanks.
“We were excited about this; it may be a couple of weeks before we reach out because we just told her today. But I appreciate everything you do for us, man,” Justin said.
Chapter 141: Everything Can Be Custom Made
“We were just about to head out, so I would walk you out,” Joseph said, and Joseph nodded. We all headed to the elevator; they made small talk, but I wasn’t listening. This job was really happening. When we made it to the lobby, Jocelyn came over to us, well, more to me.
“Ms. Ugwu, can I have a word?” she said with a polite smile on her face.
She was extremely beautiful, tall with an amazing figure, even though it seemed like she wore clothes that may be slightly too big. Her long hair was slicked back into a ponytail, and I could tell her hair was all natural. She must have worked hard to keep it nice and long and healthy. I stepped to the side with her, and she handed me a tablet that was enclosed in a case.
“This is for you; it has an updated contract and benefits as well as salary. If you can get it done by the end of the week, we can start you on the payroll for the upcoming pay period. You can meet with Justin to set up a timeline for how he would like things to progress and details. I also wanted to let you know that there is a position for an assistant for you to aid while you are in Australia; I added candidates to a file for you to review,” she explained. I couldn’t take my eye off her as she explained.
“I know you have a few weeks now before you leave, so you should have time to conduct interviews. We have a conference room on the tenth floor that is available for you until we can get you an office situation on the fifth floor. If you have any questions, my number is plugged into the contract on the tablet,” she said everything without missing a beat. She handed me a card with some words written on it.
“This is your password to get on the tablet; all other essential passwords are in a secure document on the tablet on the home screen. With this tablet, you will have direct access to me and the partners at all times through our encrypted message system. Do you have any questions?” she asked with a bright smile. I was silent for a moment while I took in all the information.
“I think I am okay; I will review all the documents before the week is out. Thank you so much, Jocelyn. Is it okay to call you that?” I added; she beamed at me and nodded.
“Of course, well, I will catch up with you later then,” she said before walking away.
I watched her in awe; she seemed like such an amazing woman, and I hope I get to know her better. A hand landed on my lower back, and I looked up into Justin’s beautiful eyes.
“Are you ready, baby?” he asked. I smiled and nodded. He dropped his arms but stayed close to me. I am sure most of the security already knew we were together, but I stayed close. Donald followed us after exchanging some quiet words with Matt, and Jack was also waiting at the door. I knew he followed us around but kept his distance. I didn’t realize Joseph had stepped out. Justin led us to a long black Cadillac, and I looked around for his truck.
“What happened to your truck?” I asked; he smiled, opening the door for me. I paused, expecting it to be a normal Cadillac, but to my surprise, it was like a mini-limousine on the inside. Four brown leather seats facing each other with lots of legroom as well as a small refrigerator system.
“It is at home; I had this custom made and delivered to the office. If we are all going to be working here, I thought it only fitting that we had a car that can transport us all comfortably. I also have one of my men going through chauffeur training along with some defensive driving courses. Until then, Jack will be driving us around for the next week or so,” Justin said, helping me in. He climbed in and sat next to me while Donald sat across from us. It was spacious and comfortable inside, which was nice. There were also tray tables you could take out if needed to work or eat.
“I didn’t even know they had stuff like this?” I said, and Donald smirked.
“Almost anything can be custom made,” he chimed in, and I smiled.
Only rich people think like that.