Laurel is a beautiful red-haired, antisocial boss lady that is perceived as cold and unapproachable by her peers. She enters a steamy office romance and gains a shot at emotional healing when she crosses paths with Femi, a charming and ambitious Nig...
"There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery"
I would know that. This is exactly how I feel as I hear mom screaming on top her lungs at dad, for what I'm sure the entire family knows already; flirting with young women and having affairs. It has become a normal thing now and I'm not even surprised neither is anyone at home. I can still hear her screams downstairs but it stops after a short while, she probably realized that it's pointless, who she's talking to isn't even listening or responding. It's been years since he gave excuses or explanations for his actions and that's not going to change, I sometimes wonder why she bothers.
"What's going on?" I ask as I rush downstairs to see how mom's doing.
"What do you think?" My teenage sister Jenny says as she reaches for the coffee maker.
I glance at my mom and I can see she's tired.
"Mom are you okay?" I ask putting my arms around her.
"I'm fine" she says faintly and pulls away but I can tell she's not worried about dad cheating on her anymore, they've been married for 25 years and he has cheated half their marriage. What bothers her is the disgrace and embarrassment it brings to herself and our family name. Women her daughter's age say terrible things to her because of his deeds but she is probably still here because of us, her children and it is all she knows, she is 48 and taking care of us and being a good and bon vivant housewife is all she knows to do.
"It's okay, don't pay attention to dad" I say as dad leaves angrily.
"Yeah!, don't let it get to you" Jenny replies as she sips her coffee.
"Jenny, you should get ready for school now, you don't want to be late" Mom tells her.
"Yeah, I know" she sluggishly leaves to prepare. Jenny is a semi-popular high school student. Unlike me, she is well behaved, cheerful and outgoing with a lot of friends that can be attributed to her good looks and family's wealth. She's a cute strawberry blonde with oval face, beautiful brown eyes, rosy cheeks, full lips and pointed nose. She is beautiful and knows it.
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JENNY WRIGHT
I hug mom and hurry back to my room. I suddenly miss the old times before all the drama started, it was simple and quiet, we were almost a real family.
It's 7am in L.A and my Monday morning has already started with drama but I'm not going to let it ruin my day.
I'm Laurel, a 24 year old Irish American with pale white skin, fleshy lips and pointed nose. I am slender, weighing 50 kg and 5 foot 7 inches tall. I have natural shiny and wavy long red hair and bright sky-blue eyes which I was told is very rare, the odds of having both traits in the world is around 0.17 percent. I'm very proud.
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LAUREL WRIGHT
I've been told I'm obnoxious, arrogant, rude, mean and socially inept but I honestly couldn't care less about what anyone thinks. I rather take the role they've given me and play it to perfection.
I take off my silk night gown, look in the mirror with self content and head to the bathroom for a quick shower. I play one of Billie Eilish's songs as I shower, she's by far my favorite artist, I always feel like her songs resonate with me and I always love to start my day with music; slow, sad ones. I feel exhilarated immediately the cold water touches my skin and after 20 minutes, I'm done. I leave the bathroom and step into my huge Barbie room, it's always a beautiful sight to wake up to.
I dry myself with a towel, rub lotion and quickly find something to wear. I later decide on a very long black gown that shows my figure nicely, simple yet sophisticated and classy especially when matched with the black silhouette heels, black Givenchy bag and gold chain earrings I picked to go with it. I do my make up, put on bright red lipsticks and move my hair to one side. I look in the mirror again and I'm satisfied. I pick some important documents and leave the house without saying goodbye as everyone is always busy with one thing or the other.
I drive my Mercedes Benz C- Class to work and it's 9am by the time I'm there.
Wright Foods Company or WrightFoods.Co is and has been for years, the number one food company in the United States with recent expansion to Canada and the United Kingdom. With expertise in producing quality and loveable food products and thousands of restaurants spread across the US, this company founded by my grandfather remains undefeated and I intend to keep it that way. After years of proving myself, I am the current President of the company. My older brother is the CEO but he's in the UK currently supervising the new restaurant branches there. My dad off course is the Chairman and comes to work three to four times a week.
I get off my car and head towards the 50 storey building. It was the company headquarters with thousands of employees. I walk into the building and I immediately feel the negative aura and hate towards me, I can even see some employees peep and gossip but they immediately stop as I walk towards and then pass them. They can gossip all they want but they can't say anything to my face, no one dared to and I like it that way.
