[Angelica Woods ]

"Ya ? I never thought i would have a women like you with such a high respect in my house , thank you considering my invite Mrs . Romano " I heard miss Stella speak through the kitchen as i prepared the soup . Soon i was done and i brought it outside to the dinning room and served them all . The lady sitting at the top chair was i guess very important, she looked strict , she had the aura of 'don't mess with me ' around .

" Angelina , please bring out the appetizers as well "Miss Stella ordered and i nodded . " Who is that girl ?" I heard someone asked and Miss Stella started talking about me . I didn't hear much but as i brought the appetizers out i heard her talking to them about my skills .

"She is a nutritionist, she cooks amazing " Stella said and i some how felt happy .

"What's you name ?" The lady on the main chair asked and i looked back at Miss Stella and she nodded smiling at me . I gulped . " Its Angelina Woods " i spoke and she nodded . "Why do you work here instead of going for a professional job ?" She asked .

God ! Why does she have such a interest in my life ?

"Umm ..i am working here to gain some money to help my mother , and i do have another job " i said and she asked me to continue. " I work as , sort off a detector ?" I stated and she frown . " whats that ?" She asked and i breath out . " My professor basically sends me to different restaurants and go through there food products and report them if any fault, I haven't started setting in my own profession yet " i continued and she nodded .

"Enough of chats , Angelina bring the main course " Miss Stella stated and i walked to the kitchen and started garnishing the dishes . As i did those i heard my name from Miss Stella again . Why why they talking so much about me ? I finally brought the main course out and served them and stood at a distance so that they would chat without me intruding .

"So , Angelina, what do your parents think about you working as basically a maid in others house ?" Someone asked and i clenched my jaw . Maid ? I am a cook alright, i have respect. "My mother works hard as well and she doesn't care about what i do , she is still proud of me , my father isn't in the picture " i mutter and heard 'oh' from them .

After about hours of talking they finally were done and started to leave . "That was a great lunch " Miss Stella jumped in excitement after they all walked out . She walked in the living and sat on the couch smiling .

"You know , you can take the day off , i am too happy so i am doing you a favour bye ! " she said and i sigh walking towards my bag and then walking out the house .

Did they really think i am that low in standards ? I don't mean to offend maids . They work harder than me so i have to give them more credit but they basically offended me . Not to mention they also laughed at me half way through the meal . I roll my eyes and walk faster . I still had to get to the restaurant where i work .

I didn't think about the day but just went with the flow . Working in the restaurant, going to my professor and reporting his given work . Paying the monthly rent in advance since i got the salary today , then going home with a little groceries a making some dinner for my family . Then finally studying and sleeping .

I wish i could start my own work now but it needs money . I do not save enough because i hardly get some in my hands . Twenty percent to my sister since she needs to have a good teenage life , Fifty percent to the water bill , fifty percent to electricity bill again the rest for our meals . How should i start . The restaurant i work in does pay good but it still doesn't meet my demands.

I don't wanna live like a cook , i studied to be a nutritionist and person who helps people in their diet not make there food and serve them .

Jeez ..if i only had said yes to that one offer my professor gave me . But then again . I had to live in London. Somewhere far away from mom and sister . I can't do that . I won't do that .

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The next day was the same and the day after that , but the only difference was , i didn't see my best friend Mike .

He is the owner of the restaurant i work in . He would help me but i didn't see him for two days .

I sigh and bring the cups of tea to the living room and see that same lady sitting on a sofa and miss Stella in front of her . Miss Stella was happy ..since this lady might be someone important.

"Angelina " i stopped and looked back to the lady . " yes ?" I asked ..

"Do you know who i am ?" She asked and i shook my head .

"Well i am the wife of John Romano, do you happen to know him ?" She asked and i tried to remember but couldn't.

"No" i answer and she suddenly surprises me by laughing , i look over at miss Stella to see she her palm on her forehead and head down in embarrassment . What ? "Its alright , but consider one of my proposals Angelica " she spoke and i look at her ..

" How about you work for me ? " she asked and i raised my eyebrow . " What " i asked again and Miss Stella suddenly sat up straight , " You aren't kidding are you Miss Thea ?" she asked and that lady only looked at her once before turning her gaze to me .

" This is my card " She said pulling out a card from her handbag and stretching it out for me to take , i walked towards her and took it . It gave the company name , number and other details .

" If you want to discuss this then call me" she said and stood up . Miss Stella stood up with her and walked out with her while i stood there thinking what just happened . The card said 'J.K .R Corporations ' and everybody knew what that was .

I gulp and look at the font door from where she walked out just now . Was she the wife of John King Romano ? there was no way in space that was possible , Miss Stella knew the wife of Mr. John Romano . Chicago's leading company's Owner . How did she know her .

That's when someone kept their hands on my shoulder and turned me around . " Don't tell me you are considering her offer " Miss Stella said and i shook my head lightly and tucked the card in my back pocket and picked up the tea cups taking them to the kitchen .