Chapter 38

Ciara After my call with Jonathan, I was about to step out of the house when one of the helps called me. "Ma'am, you haven't had breakfast yet" "It's okay, I'm not hungry" "But--" "I'm almost late for work. Later, Diane Seeing that I was steadfast and not relenting, she gave up her attempt. "Yes, Ma'am" "Good work, Diane" With that said, I was out the main door, climbed into my car and drove off to work. While driving, I suddenly felt nauseous so I'd pulled my car over to the other side of the road, climbed down from my car to puke. "What's wrong with me?" I groaned. "Am I falling ill again? I really hope not. The fashion show is in three days" Climbing back into my car, I stopped at a pharmacy store, took the medicine they prescribed to me and was suddenly feeling a whole lot better. By the time I got to the company and passed through the front door, Brittney made her way up to me. "Are you alright? You look sick" I smiled despite having felt like crap earlier; the way she spoke to me