CHAPTER 51

'Evan would never do that to you. I know my brother." I scoffed. 'You know how ungrateful you're being right now?" she asked, staring at me. Her eyes were getting darker too. Who the fu** are these people?! Vampires?! 'I worked my tail off at Hollen Tower to make life easier for him. At one point, I had to be his secretary and his personal assistant! I don't owe Evan Hollen nothing so I don't see how I'm being ungrateful," I snapped. 'I really thought you were different than the others Jasmine. I wasn't expecting you to embarrass him at his very own Gala for another man." I remained silent. I remembered that phone call I received from Bradley's fiancée earlier and how it made me felt. 'Well that other man pulled through for me in a time of need. When I had no one and nothing. He was there. He saved my mom's life," I defended Bradley for only that one reason. 'How?" 'He paid for my mother's lung transplant. My mom was dying. She needed lungs transplant but I didn't have the money to do..." I was explaining before she cut me off. 'Evan didn't tell you?" 'Tell me what?" 'He was the one who made the contribution to your mother's lung transplants at the hospital. He was the one who paid and cleared up all the other outstanding medical bills. Not Bradley Pittsburg!" 'WHAT!!?" A few other people in the restaurant turned towards us for a second or so. A smile came on Emily's face. 'You heard me. I don't like repeating myself," she said, having another sip of her wine before craving into her rib eye steak. I couldn't eat. I lost my appetite suddenly. I felt sick and sicker. My chest heaved in and out as I tried to fight the tears away. I didn't want to cry in front of her. I just sat there, watching her finish her food. 'He was the one who made the contribution to your mother's lung transplants at the hospital. He was the one who paid and cleared up all the other outstanding medical bills. Not Bradley Pittsburg!" Her words echoed all over in my head again. Not Bradley Pittsburg. Jasmine's POV I had a terrible headache for the remainder of the weekend. I spent days in my bedroom wrapped up beneath my covers, concealing myself from the world. I had zero interest in speaking to anyone and zero interest for appetite to eat daily meals. On Monday, my mother let herself into my room, determined to get me on my feet. 'Jasmine, please get up and get yourself together," she advised. 'Nooo," my voice broke just like my heart already had. 'Jasmine. Your life isn't over. You hiding in your room wouldn't fix your mistakes. What you need to do, is go back to Hollen Tower and apologize to your boss. If he loves you or had any feelings for you, he just might forgive you and take you back. But you can't hide here and expect him to come to you when you're the one who walked away. Get up now Jasmine." She literally pulled me off the bed. I had no choice but to gather myself together. 'What time is it?" I asked her. 'It's 8:00." I showered, styled my hair and got dressed in one of my office attire suits. I drank a cup of tea before heading out. It was exactly 9:00 am when I arrived on Hollen Tower premises. My heart started racing as my feet inched closer and closer to the main entrance. Heading towards the elevator, I received awful stares and glances from the other employees on the ground floor. Their whisperings were heard as I strolled on with my head held high. I took the elevator up. On reaching the fifteenth level, I stepped out the elevator and walked up to the secretary's desk. She was rather surprised when she saw me. 'Miss. Blackman, I wasn't aware that you'll be back," she began. 'Good morning to you too." 'Good morning." 'I'm here to see Mr. Hollen." She nodded and picked up her phone. 'Please have a seat in the waiting area. He's currently with someone right now," she said as she placed the receiver on the hook. I was relief that he'll still see me. ‘Maybe I stand a chance of getting back my job and my man.' Five other persons joined me as I waited. New faces. I began to feel uncomfortable as I wondered if they were here as my replacement. One person stepped out from his office's direction. I assumed that was the person he was with before I arrived. The secretary's phone rang. He must be calling for me now. I adjusted myself. 'Yes sir," I heard her said in the phone before hanging up again. I readied my feet in front of me to stand. 'Mr. Charles Barone. Mr. Hollen would see you now. Right this way." A gentleman sitting next to me stood up and followed the secretary towards Mr. Hollen's office. Okay, maybe he urgently wanted to see that gentleman before me. No biggie. Half an hour later, another person was called in. Then another, then another, and another one after that. I gazed down at my wrist watch.