Filthy Rich by Atarah Yvaine (books to read fiction TXT) 📗

Prologue

Prologue

I looked at my wristwatch. It's already 1:30 pm. I can't believe that I'm going to be late at work again. 

I'm doomed.

I came late for four times in a row just this week. Mr. De Marco will be going to get mad at me again about this or worst I might lose this job. I can’t bear to lose it specially in the current situation that I'm in. 

I quickly changed from my school uniform to my employee uniform. I'm a sophomore taking up accountancy in a very prestige university in our country but truth be told, I am just a poor scholar struggling to make a living. I need to work different jobs to support myself. After I changed, I run as fast as I can to go outside the university to call a taxi.

Luckily, I didn't have a hard time in doing so. As soon as the taxi is in front of me, I quickly get inside wasting no time.

"Where to Ma'am?" the taxi driver politely asked me.

"Wilson's Home Depot please. Can you make it a little faster? I'm in a hurry" I told him desperately.

I feel uneasy. I keep moving from my sit, biting my nails while praying that Mr. De Marco is absent today.

"Working student?" I looked at the driver through the rearview mirror and nod. 

"Everything will be fine" he randomly uttered and he smiled at me through the mirror. That act somehow lessen the weariness I feel.

"Do I look that stressed and troubled right now?" I asked him with an embarrassed smile. 

"No, no, I just felt like saying it to you." he explained trying not to offend me. 

"Thank you, I needed it."  I gave him a genuine smile this time. I feel the taxi's speeding. I closed my eyes and heaved a sigh.

"Yeah, everything will be fine" I whispered to myself.

Not long after, we reached the Depot. I paid the driver and run like a cheetah to go to the employee's locker. The time I reached it, the murky and dark aura of Mr. De Marco welcomed me. 

Holy Cow.

He was intently looking at me like his I'm one of his enemies. My chest rose up with rapid breathes.

He walks towards my direction with a fast pace and when he was finally in front of me, he says nothing. He looked at me with a disappointing look and handed me a white envelope. 

I nervously look at it.

A big SEPARATION PAY was written on it. 

Oh no. 

He started walking to enter the building while I'm still trying to process what's happening with a wide eye and a shaky hand.

"Wait...." I suddenly shouted when I came to realize what I'm about to lose.

I run after him. 

"Mr. De Marco can you please hear me out" I beg. 

He halted and faced me with an uninterested look. 

"I'm begging you to give me another chance. I told you that this week is our exam week in the university. I needed to finish my exams first before going here and believe me Mr. De Marco I finished them with just half of the allotted time just to be on time but this is the earliest time that I can be here. Promise after this week I won't get late again and if you want, I'll do overtime to compensate my four days late. Just please don't fire me." I pleaded.

I don't want to do this but I got no choice. This is the only way I can earn money. How will I eat if I lose this? The bills, my school needs and everything?

Mr. De Marco eyed me with pity in his eyes but just walk away again. I go after him.

"Please Mr. De Marco" I am very close to crying. Out of desperation I grabbed his wrist to stop him and face me but he just pushed me away. 

Before he can totally enter the building, I heard him talk to the guards and asked them that no matter what happen they should not allow me to enter the premises.

I was banned. 

I stayed here for a minute watching Mr. De Marco vanished from my sight. 

I walked out from the employee's locker room before the guards usher me out. While walking I can't refrain myself from crying. I keep on wiping them away but my tears won't stop falling. 

Gosh I failed again for God knows how many times.  

I was about to hail a taxi again when suddenly a luxurious car stopped in front of me. The windows slowly go down revealing a man wearing his ever-precious smile. I think he is in his sixties but look younger in his age. 

"Mr. Donny Cavelli" I smiled and did my best to sound jolly.

I quickly wiped all my tears away using my hands and tried to act like nothing happened. I just hope it will work. He is one of the platinum customers of the Depot. Whenever he needs to buy something, he always asked me to assist him.

He is a retired Engineer and CEO of a well-known company. He is a nice old man trying to have fun by doing random fixing in their mansion. 

"Ellie my daughter why are you crying?" his forehead was creased and his eyebrows are furrowed while assessing my face which is I'm sure looks like a potato with a puffy eye right now.

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