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Chapter 3... Encountering Him

Christina's POV

"We're sorry, but you aren't qualify for this job"

There again. Owh Lord, this is the 10th time I've been rejected this week.

Getting a good job is a hard-won in a fancy city like this, especially when you're under graduated.
Feeling like good for nothing for a long time, doesn't actually make situation any better.
But then again, I'm in a desperate need of money.

The ringing of the phone snatches me out of my clouded mind.

"Hey sweetie!" Mia said "how's your interview been?"

"Mia, forgive me, I'm such a burden" now my breaking point met its breaking point.

"CHRIS!!!" She screams, "I swear next time you say something absurd again I'll bury you alive"

I let out a dry laugh. After talking for a little time more I hung up.

Walking along the footpath, I notice an aged lady, struggling to stand up. She might have slipped, but its too risky. This is a busy road, she could end up being a victim of accidents. Instantly I rush towards her for helping.

"Thank you dear." She thanks me

"No no it was my duty, granny"
I'm about to turn back when a car speedily come ahead of me.

In that mere of seconds, I feel death is veiling me. I shut my eyes so forcefully and forget how to breathe.

When the hit never came, I open my eyes and see the fancy car has stopped by 0.5 inch far from me.

Taking a deep, I collect myself. That idiot piece of a driver never pressed the horn to alert...he was just driving in such a speed.

Rich men and their driving...

I walk towards the back seat as I can see the owner has been seating there.

I knock his window...and as the window has been downed, my eyes witnessed the deepest blue eyes with a little touch of angelic green on the iris.

Hiding secretive pain and utterly broken and loneliness is reflecting clearly as mirror.

What actually you're doing! My subconscious scolds.

"Owning a car, doesn't make you own the road too mister!" I state angrily.
His stares now making me nervous, what the hell is he even thinking...

Mr. Weirdo!

"Hello Mr. Richman! I'm talking to you" I wave my hand in front of his face in order to get his attention.

Without uttering a word, taking out some cash out of his wallet, he throws it to me and orders the drive to start the car.

How dare he! Now I'm swimming in rage. Before he can disappeare I noted the car number.

I'll see you mister...just wait...
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