Chapter 7 Meeting Derrick

• She gazes back at the man driving, only then did she realize that she was crying. Without waiting for another second to go by, she wipes her face while clearing her throat...
• "You seem troubled," he tells her but the girl doesn't reply. She was embarrassed to be such a crybaby before him...
• "It's ok if you don't want to talk, I get it" he flashes a sweet smile at her. She was able to see through the mirror...
• "thanks" her tone was grateful, she was happy he didn't try to pry words out of her mouth even though she wouldn't have replied...
• "Derrick..." he didn't demand hers but the suspense made Smiles aware that he was waiting for hers...she didn't want to tell him but looking into it, what's the big deal? it's not like something will change and since he is working for the Mr. CEO, she will at least have someone to talk to only if she makes herself approachable...
• "Smiles" her voice was soft and soothing to the ears. His smiles widened.
• "I couldn't believe such a name exists..." he jokes and the girl glares at him hard...
• "don't get me wrong....it's a pretty name for someone like you" he laughs heartily. The look on her face could make a thousand die of laughter...
• "But you don't look like your name!" he tells her. She stares at him confusedly...
• "How can one's name look like the person?" for the first time since he tried starting up a conversation, she finally spoke up normally...
• "you are supposed to be smiling all the time, portray your name in you...like me, my name is Derrick and I talk a lot, to help free out people's stress" he chuckles at his own words, finding it funny...
• Well, he has never thought about the meaning of his name...why should he? The chuckles turn into laughter. Smiles stares at him confusedly at first but later on, laughs along seeing how funny he looks when he is laughing...Derrick is a simple and good-looking guy. good looking was an understatement. He had cherry black hair and amber blue eyes, as he glanced at her through the rear-view mirror...
• "Always be you, Smiles... don't let anyone tell you who you have to be..." She didn't expect him to say such, like never...
• A light smile creeps on her face as she nods her head to him...
• "I won't," she tells him. Somehow, it feels odd as to why she was feeling a type with him around...it's not like she was in love with him or something but somehow, it felt like she's related to him...She chuckles at her thought knowing she sounds ridiculous right now...
• The soft sound of her voice sends sweet melodic waves that hit every corner of the car. It was pleasing to the ears as Derrick closed his eyes in satisfaction...
• "Am I that fun to make you laugh?" he asked. she shakes her head still smiling...
• "no! just laughing over my ridiculous thought" he nods at her word...the car was once again, consumed in total silence...
• "Do you sing?" her brows twist in confusion as he stares at him meeting his gaze, it was only then she realized they had the same eye color...the awkward feeling intensified but not wanting to stress herself, she shut out the feeling...
• " No! Why ask?" even though she seems not to be too interested, deep down, she was eager to hear him out...
• "Just, you've got a nice voice" he compliments and a light blush creeps on her face...
• "thank you" unconsciously, she pulls on her cherry brown wavy hair behind her ears...her amber eyes shine so brightly...
• After what seems like a long ride, they finally stop in front of a big white mansion...Smiles gasp at the sight of the beautiful view before her, everything was just screaming for wealth...
• Derrick leads her into the mansion where she was directed to her room which was on the second floor. It was also called the master floor because that's where Keane Austin's room was located. The room was beautifully decorated with a larger king-size bed at the center of the room, this got her wondering if the lady made a mistake..." Excuse me, Ma'am, please where is my room?" her tone was low and polite, with how large the room is, there was no doubt it was Keane's room. The lady's brow twisted in confusion, not understanding her question...
• "you in it," she tells her, making her way out. Smiles eyes widen at the realization that it's hers, this could only mean that she underestimates his capacity as wealth...
• The excitement was something she couldn't hide as she jumped on the bed, feeling the softness and coldness of the bed. This day somehow begins in a way that she described as fair enough
• ... She didn't know how long she had stayed in her room because of how comfortable she was...and only the knock on the door draws her back to the present
• "Come in" the door opens and a man of age fifty-five walks in. He was dressed in a black suit, looking all elegant. His brown hair with strands of cream white was combed behind, giving him a manly yet old look...
• "Ms, the young Master, ask for you to come down for dinner" Her mind which was carefree a moment ago was now clouded with thoughts...
• " When did the Master arrive?" she was in a complete mess, her hair, her dress, and she hasn't gotten a bath since she arrived...
• "a few minutes ago" his answer was short and straight to the point...
• "Can I get a minute to get dressed well?" she pleaded and they stared at her for some seconds before giving in...
• " three minutes" she was happy and immediately, she rushed to her closet to get dressed properly. It's better to avoid any punishment of his than to make it worse. He steps out of the room and closes the door, patiently waiting for her outside...
• In no time, she was done as she walked out following the man before her...She wonders how it feels like to work for a rich man like Keane Austin, well, she need not wonder because she is about to face it herself...
• Coming down the stairs, she stares down at the large living room as her heart keeps pounding hard in her chest for reasons unknown to her...When she steps down the stairs, her gaze meets with his cold and deathly gaze, freezing up her whole being...