The Last Laugh

Chapter 19 - Her

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Monday at last. I woke up at five thirty. Work started at seven. I couldn't be late the first day.

I brushed my teeth, shaved my beard and lil mustache off a little, took a shower and got ready. I wore a

grey suit. I sprayed some perfume, combed and arranged my hair before going downstairs.

I served myself an espresso and sat down to drink. I thought. Would I be meeting Heather? Would she

recognise me? Because so far, none of them had recognised me.

Just thinking of her made me nervous. I hadn't been nervous in a long time. The Heather I saw on

those pictures was so beautiful. I wondered what she would look like if she was in front of me.

I'd made out with a lot of girls but had never officially dated one. I'd tried but couldn't last in a

relationship. Maybe because I always thought of my childhood, and the beautiful flower that made

some part of it good.

I'd not only come to revenge. I'd come back for Heather. I promised I would. Had she forgotten?

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Heather's POV:

I woke up at six on Monday morning. I was really tired. I was always late for work because I had a lot of

my personal stuff to do. Plus, an advantage of working with your family was, you couldn't be fired.

I lazily got out of bed and went straight to Sawyer's room. She was worse than me. If I didn't wake her

up, she might go to work at even ten.

I entered her room.

"Sawyer." I yawned, "Sawyer, get up." I shook her. She sighed and backed me. "Sawyer, mom's gonna

be pissed."

"So?" she said, tired.

"Get up. I don't want her yelling. Do you?"

Sawyer opened her eyes.

"Probably not." she grumbled and sat up. Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Plus, you're in charge of showing the new employee around and his office."

"Oh! I forgot!" Sawyer jumped out of bed and ran straight into the bathroom.

My job done, I left her room.

I returned into mine and went to brush my teeth. I then went to the bedroom where I picked up my

agenda to note an important meeting I should not forget.

Immediately I opened it, I fell on that picture. His picture. Sheridan at age eleven. My eyes watered. I

had stolen that picture from his bag in the room he used to share with his dad. By then he'd already

been sent to sleep in the stable. He looked happy on it. He had a bright smile as he posed with a brown

horse.

Memories of the past returned. How much he'd suffered. Tears rolled down my cheeks. My mother was

a wicked, selfish woman. And till date, my love for her had decreased. I'd become quite cold towards

her. That company wasn't ours. The house wasn't ours.

I sobbed. Sheridan had never returned since the night he escaped. The sheriff had organised searches

but he was no where to be found. Mom believed he was dead and that made her glad. I refused it! I

refused to believe he was. He couldn't be.

I cried silently to myself. He had to come back. He had to! To get his property back! To get me!

Honestly, I'd lost hope. He was a childhood crush who'd disappeared. I wiped my tears away and

closed the agenda. I had to get over him.

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Ace's POV:

At seven, I was already at PW. I went straight to Christina's office.

"Good morning." I greeted her.

"Good morning, Ace. On time."

"As usual."

She smirked.

"Nice. Hope you'll be helpful to us as much as possible."

"I will."

"You will have to learn how to smile often too. Don't want you scaring clients and visitors away."

"I won't scare them away." I still didn't smile.

"Okay, then. Let me call Sawyer. She'll show you your office and around."

She picked up the office phone and called sawyer.

Some minutes later, Sawyer appeared.

"Show him his office."

She turned to me.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

"Let's go then."

I followed her silently out of the office.

She made me visit all parts and offices of the company that I needed to know about.

"That's Heather's office. My older sister." she pointed at a door. I felt my heartbeat increase.

"Is she there?"

"Nope. She'll surely be here by eight. Always late."

Heather? Always late? It didn't seem like her.

We went on and finally she brought me to my big office. I was quite surprised. It was bigger than most

of the ones I'd seen. Only for a secretary? It had an A.C, a TV, mini fridge, office table, a chic leather

chair and much more.

"Cool right?" Sawyer asked.

"Quite."

She looked at me.

"Don't you ever smile?"

"I do. With the right people."

She raised a brow.

"Interesting." she smirked. She had the same smug smirk that always looked like she was provoking

someone, just like when we were kids. And it definitely still annoyed me.

She soon left the office.

I settled down and relaxed. They would call if they needed anything.

*

An hour later, while I was watching some videos on the internet, the office phone rang. Probably my

first errand. I picked the call.

"Hello?"

"Yes, hello. Is this the new secretary?"

"Yes, ma'am." It was a female voice.

"Okay. I need you to get some documents from the company's archives and give me. Ask them to give

you the documents concerning the company's profit level and then bring them to my office."

"Sure. Your name?"

"Heather Welds."

Goosebumps took over my body.

"I'm waiting sir. Please, hurry."

And with that, she hung up.

Without wasting any time, I left my office and found my way to the archives where I got the documents.

I then took the elevator up to the floor on which Heather's office was.

I reached her door and knocked.

"Enter."

I did. Her chair was facing the windows.

I walked towards her table with the documents.

"Here, ma'am." I said.

She slowly turned in her chair and stretched her hand out to collect the documents. She was the most

beautiful young woman I'd seen. She was even better face to face than on pictures.