Chapter 7

MARGA’S POINT OF VIEW

If only I did not badly need work, I’ll resign. Working every day at this hotel, with the possibility of meeting that CEO, gave me chills. It was so awkward for me. I told him that he must have mistaken me for someone else, but I still don’t know what’s on his mind. Did he recognize me already? He must be, but I’m still hoping he doesn’t. I should be really careful, and I must not tell any of my colleagues about this problem I have.

I’m trying my best to work hard and be professional for the sake of my brother. Speaking of my brother, I miss him. I should call him or visit him soon, he must’ve been missing me too.

I was focused on my corner doing paperwork when some of my colleagues were calling me while they were giggling. Out of my will, I stood up and saw what they were talking about and as usual, they were looking at some of Sir Marco’s photos taken at a bar. It’s obvious he loves to party, and he loves girls; I wonder if he has a girlfrie