“Tell me you loved my surprise because I cannot wait to get that sweet little treat from you!” Lizzy jumped when she saw me.
All her stuff was spread across the hall. I could see her new rifle front gown laying on the tea table. I could see some new shoes under the table.
Two Linsi 75 Pump, one pink daybreak sneaker, and one pair of Jina pointed-toe booties.
Where the hell did she get all that money? What is happening to her?
She had a small mug in her hands and I think this is her fourth this morning. I have to buy new ones now as I cannot work without them.
“Tell me your boyfriend is not here because I am going to yell at you!”
Her expression suddenly changed. How can she not know me well? We both have been friends since childhood!
“Wait. What happened? Was there some problem in the meeting??”
I was getting a little irritated with her questions. She must think that these things are MY things. How can she think I can take a job like this?
“You are behaving as if you don’t know anything.” My heels were hurting really hard. I never wore that much high heels before. I was trying to impress the client. I just want to have some money to live. It is so hard to get a decent job in this city?
“Wait, wait! I think we have some communication gaps here. First, tell me did you meet him or not? Mr. Nessman is really punctual. Don’t tell me you got late for this interview! Oh, dear. He hates latecomers so much. Now because of you, I would have to hear a long lecture from his assistant tomorrow.” She looked at me and narrowed her eyes.
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“Wait, you left the room one hour earlier, Joss.”
I took a deep breath. I don’t want another headache now. First the debt and now this. I want my life to be normal.
“Yes, we met and he said he was looking for a fake girlfriend,” I said.
I crossed my hands and tapped my foot as hard as I could. My landlady is not going to like it. Thankfully, she is not at home.
Her expression changed. She is now in a confused state, just like me. She looked to the other side as if she was thinking something. And suddenly her head turned back at me. “Oh. Oh my.”
She stood quickly and walked towards the window.
“You didn’t know this?” I asked.
She shook her head. “Nope. His secretary mentioned that he needs someone to work for him. She just sent me some requirements.” She was looking for something through her pile of dresses. Now I noticed the black denim jeans that I bought for Christmas last night. We exchange our dresses so much that sometimes we forget what we have bought.
“What requirements?” I looked back at her and she was still busy.
“Oh yes. Here it is.” There, under the pile of expensive long dresses was her old phone. She handed me her mobile and said, “Look at this.”
It was an email from Nessman Co and Company. It says-
5 foot 9 inches tall
Single. In a relationship not applicable to the role. On-the-break girls are not allowed.
Should be able to speak the Roman language.
I looked at her in bewilderment. “I think we are dealing with some idiot. Or maybe a psycho.”
“You are saying this because you don't know him. I make 80% income from just pet-sitting his dog. 80%. That’s big money, dear.”
Maybe that's the reason her lifestyle has changed a lot.
I shook my head real quick. “Whatever it is, why didn’t you tell me this before.”
“I thought he was looking for some assistant. Nancy, his assistant, is going into labor next week. So I thought that if this is so, I should give you a surprise. But never thought about this fake-girlfriend thing. But..”
“But?”
“It’s not bad either, isn’t it?”
“If my mother finds out, she will kill me.”
“And who is going to tell her? Definitely not me. So it leaves you only.”
“You know I am not good at lying.”
“You don’t have to lie. It's one day's work and I think he is paying you good money. Oh, dear. How much did he offer? Don’t say you said no.”
Seeing that ugly expression she was giving me, I don't think she will like my answer