Chapter 22: Chapter 22

Triffany took her bath and sits on the couch in the room she shared with Carlos, she opened her laptop and went through her email.

Tiffany's eyes got wide in surprise and excitement. “Yes!” she shouted and jump up from her couch. “Finally.” Her eyes were filled with tear. “I made it.” She bits down her lip.

Carlos who was sitting on the bed looked at her, his brow furrowed. “Hey!” Triffany turned her eyes to look at him. “You are not acting a drama here, and I’m not auditioning you, so cut it off.”

“I get it,” Triffany said with a smile on her lips. “I got in. I got a job finally.” Carlos watched her mutter. “I finally got a real job.” She sits back on the couch with happy tears in her eyes.

Carlos smirked and leans back, crossing his arms. “How funny.” He said sarcastically. “You’re so happy you got a job.” He scoffed and Triffany turned her face to look at him. “Well, you ought to be, since it’s your first time.”

Triffany rolled her eyes. “You can’t make me angry now okay. “ she got up from the couch, she was too happy to let him offend her.

She walked over to her closet and brought out some of her clothes, checking them out on the mirror to know the one that will look better on her.

None suit her taste, she groans, she has to buy some dress for her first day tomorrow. She checked her purse and was only having little cash with her. It will not be enough to purchase any elegant dress.

She picked up her phone and called Allison who answered on the first ring. ”Hello, Allison.”

“Triffany have you arrived home?” Allison asked from the other side of the line, it seems like Triffany call had just woken her from her sleep.

“Yes, and guess what?” Triffany said with excitement in her voice.

“What?” Allison asked softly.

“I have gotten a job.” She told her happily.

“Seriously!” Allison was wide awake now and was smiling.

“I will read the message to you,” Triffany said, hurrying over to her laptop she reads it out loud. “Congratulation Triffany Joey, you have been chosen as one of the talented writers in Chixobest company. We hereby inform you to drop ten o’clock tomorrow morning.” She finished reading and exhaled softly. “That’s all.

“For real?”

“For real,” Triffany repeated happily.

“This calls for celebration.” Allison smiled.

“Yes, party, party!” Triffany chuckled

Carlos who was tired of her disturbing voice put on his headphone but he could still hear her. “So you would come over tomorrow after everything.”

“Yes…but 911.” Triffany used the emergency code.

Allison understands and muttered. “Shoot.”

Triffany looked over at Carlos and was glad he has a headphone on. “I don’t have a fancy dress.” She pouts.

“I have got many.” Allison cheerfully said.

“Not your style, I mean my style,” Triffany said sharply. She was taller than Allison and her clothes would be tight on her.

“So..”

“Can you lend me two hundred dollars?” She asked.

“Triffany, I haven’t received my monthly salary yet, I’m not sure about that, I can only lend you fifty dollar,” Allison told her softly.

“Fifty dollars.” Triffany scoffed. “Is that all you have to offer?”

“Yes.”

Triffany frowned. “it wouldn’t be enough.” She exhaled softly.

“Ask your husband for money,” Allison suggested. “He has millions.”

Triffany looked over at Carlos who was wearing a headphone and going through his laptop, she can’t ask him to help her, they have already agreed to mind each others business and she had made up her mind not to ask him for anything.

“Never mind. Goodbye Allison, I will just think of what to do.” They said goodbye and she ended the call.

“This is frustrating.” She mumbled and looked at her opened closet.

Carlos took off his headphone and closed his computer. “So much for the excitement. You will be disqualified.” He lay down on the bed. “Writer?” He scoffed. “Talented.” He smirked. “You should just put on any dress since you won’t get in,”

Triffany looked at him and raised her brow. “What do you mean?”

Carlos rest his chin on his hands and looked over at Triffany. “Just looking at you, I’m sure you have a low IQ in writing. You should save the little cash you have.

He put his head on the pillow. “And please whenever you get any other job, don’t scream too loud, because nothing good will come out of it.” He switches off the sidelight and closed his eyes.

Triffany eyes were filled with tears, what type of man had she married, she curled herself up on the couch and buried her face on her knees crying in the dark

…

Carlos woke up the next morning and got dressed for work. Triffany was nowhere in the house. He came downstairs and his breakfast was served by the maid.

He was eating at the dining table when gabby came out of her room dressed. “Morning brother.” She pecked his cheek and joined him for breakfast.

“Morning. How was your night?” He asked.

“Good, yours?” She asked, putting jam in her bread.

“I don’t know.” He looked up at her. “All I know is, sleeping alone in my room was more peaceful.” It was the first night he slept with someone in his room.

Gabby chuckled. “You should try out new thing once in a while.” She sipped her tea. “where is your wife?” she asked.

“You should learn not to ask me.” He rolled his eyes.

“She should join us for breakfast.” She ignored her brother and continue.

“Please Gabby.” Carlos snapped. “not this Morning. “ he exhaled sharply.

Gabby gave up, she knows when not to get on her brother’s nerve. “I’m off.” She got up.

“Where are you going?” Carlos asked.

“To the office.’ Gabby rolled her eyes.

“Office?” Carlos looked up at her in surprise.

“Yes. Glammaly estate.’

“Why?” Carlos arched his brow.

“I want to find out if my departments are working effectively in bringing new skills and idea to help yours.” She smiled looking at her brother.

Carlos scoffed. “Just get out of here and stop bluffing.”

Gabby chuckled. “I’m caught. I’m running an errand for myself.” She picked up her bag. “I have to go shopping and also hook up with the man chasing me on a dating site.”

She looked at Carlos who was looking at her with a furrowed brow. “Don’t worry, it’s just today okay. I will break up with him after six hours. If he is boring, it won’t last for an hour.” She pecked her brother and walked out of the house.

Carlos sips his tea., his sister was a spoilt brat which he knows about already. He picked up his briefcase and walked out of the house, Shanne who was already waiting by the car, opened the door and Carlos entered. Shanne starts the engine, heading to Glammaly estate.