Chapter 83: Mrs Elizabeth

I went straight to my room and wore a casual outfit of yellow top and black leather pants with a simple boot.

"Today is the time for me to go out and follow my dreams," I repeated to myself in front of the mirror and sighed.

I took my back and walked out the door but just then, Gerard also left his study. I wanted to tell him that I would be going out but it seemed as though he was planning on going out as well.

He paused in his steps when he saw me and slowly walked up to me with a confused look on his face.

"Going out?" he asked and I nodded with a gleeful face.

"I was just about to come to tell you but we came out at the same time," I explained and he nodded.

"Shall we? I'll drop you off," he suggested and I nodded. That would save me some money anyway instead of taking the bus.

I began to walk away but he was swift to hang on to my hands and clasped them with his.

I looked up at him and pursed my lips. Why does he always make my heart flutter?

We got to the parking lot and again, I couldn't see the driver and just sat behind with Gerard.

"Where are you going?" he asked and I faked an address.

"A friend's house. It's not too far from here." I responded like a good liar but hated myself for lying so confidently.

We rode for a while and I finally asked. "Where does the driver sleep?" I asked and Gerard's answer was rather unexpected.

"In the car." was his short and cold answer. Who lets a human being sleep in the car?

I looked at him surprised by this act of his. He was reading some papers but put the down pressed a button on the armrest of the car.

The border that separated where we sat from where the driver was dropped and I couldn't see anyone seating on the driver's seat.

I panicked for a second and wondered if that was how it had always been. "The... The driver is not there."

Gerard raised the border again and explained. "The car drives itself."

I was struck dumb. This was the first time I was seeing something like this and I had to say, it was more than fascinating.

'Badass car.'

"But the last time..." I remembered the last time we got into a pothole. Wasn't there a driver there at that time?

"I sent him back to the mansion," he responded and I nodded in understanding but I was still holding on to my seat belt for my dear life.

We drove for a while longer and I finally told him to stop the car. He pressed a button and the car stopped.

He put his papers beside him and looked at me. "Be safe. And don't forget the curfew."

I smiled at him and replied, "I'll be back before you know it."

He leaned closer and kissed me. My cheek burned and I felt like I was floating.

He caressed my hair and moved back. "If you don't go now, I'll be tempted to keep you in the car for the next five hours."

I smiled awkwardly and got out of the car. I stood by the car and waved as I watched it drive off.

I sighed and thought of just how good Gerard has always treated me. He was indeed a good husband.

"Awkward..." I rolled my eyes and began my search. Initially, I planned to get a part-time job but right in front of me was a modelling agency.

I have always admired beautiful girls on the runway with beautiful clothes but modelling was not my thing because I didn't want to be popular but famous.

The two words seem the same but to me, they are completely different. I didn't want to be popular like all those actresses or models and singers in the entertainment industry but I want to be famous like business owners like Prada, Chanel, Gucci, Louis Vuitton and the likes.

Most people don't even know the owners of those successful brands but the name of the product is spread all over the world. That was my dream.

A big dream huh... Well, everyone has a beginning and dreaming isn't a crime but doing nothing to achieve it is the problem.

I stared at the modelling agency and noticed the sticker almost falling off. I raised it and pinned it back then sighed and began to walk away but I heard someone running and shouting.

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I paid no attention to the woman because I was sure she wasn't referring to me. After all, no one knew me.

I continue checking the areas until I felt someone's hand touch me. I turned around and saw a girl a few years older than me.

I looked at her quizzically and wondered what she wanted. "Do you need something?" I asked worried seeing her panting like she was about to faint.

"My... My... Boss... My boss wishes to see you." she struggled to even say one sentence correctly.

I looked at her confused then looked behind me and back at her then pointed to my face.

"Me?" I asked to be sure again and she nodded.

"I'm pretty sure that your boss doesn't know who I am and I don't follow strangers randomly," I explained as politely as I could.

"I know but..." she didn't finish her sentence before a woman packed her car close by.

The lady was distracted by the car and I was forced to look at it as well. I had to say, the car did look very luxurious but I wasn't intimidated by wealth.

The door opened and a woman in her late sixties alighted from the car and an umbrella was placed over her head to protect her from the scorching sun.

She was wearing a luxurious brand that captured my attention but I didn't show my awe for it.

Her footsteps were majestic and everything she was wearing was screaming money.

She removed her sunshades and looked at me for a while. Her gaze was not intimidating rather, it was calm and gentle.

"Hello." she stretched her hand towards me for a polite greeting and I was too shocked to take her hand for a second but shook it eventually.

"Pardon my assistant. She doesn't know how to explain things properly," she explained and her voice was bold yet every word and the way she said them was polite.

I didn't say anything and just looked at her confused as to why she had come to see me herself even after asking her assistant.

"It can be sometimes frightening to just follow someone you do not know especially in this era."

"My name is Elizabeth." she introduced and continued. "I spotted you from a distance and decided to send my assistant to call you over.

"It's nice to meet you," I responded not giving any detail of my name nor having any intention of continuing with the conversation.

"Would you rather we talk here or do you want to have a chat in the car?" she asked politely with a warm and welcoming smile on her face.

I didn't want to be rude but it is better safe than sorry. "I'm sorry if I might look rude to you but I'd rather we talk her or in an open location."

The woman smiled slightly and nodded. "Let's go?" she asked then held the umbrella herself and gestured for us to walk.

I walked beside her and noticed that her heels were going to hurt her if she continued to walk for so long.

"Why don't you change into something more simple?" I looked into my bag and took out an extra pair of comfy shoes which I brought along in case I get tired of wearing my boot.

The shoe was very simple and I instantly regretted asking her to wear them. I pursed my lips then put them back in my bag but she stopped me and took them from my hand.

"Oh, what a king and considerate girl you are." I was speechless for a second then she woke me from my trance.

"Could you hold onto this for me please?" I nodded and immediately took it from her.

The woman changed her shoes herself then put them in the leather bag that I kept the casual shoes in.

"Ah... Now that's much better," she commented and I was surprised to see her behaving like this.

Most wealthy people would never wear such shoes, in fact, none of them would walk the streets like this.

Feeling awkward, I requested to hold the umbrella for her but she declined. "Oh never mind that. I'll hold it myself."

"Now I'm growing older and my skiing is sensitive to the sun. I have wrinkles and I don't want them to increase." I smiled and so did she.

We walked for a while and she spoke about how lonely she was because all her children had gotten married and left the country.

"One thing no one tells you about money is, money can not buy you all you want. I can't buy my age back and I can't turn back the hands of time to the time when my children were still little and needed me."

I could sense that she wasn't just lonely but somehow tired of the life she was living.

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