Chapter 3

Triffany walked to the mirror and looked at her Image for a long time. "I'm really pretty.” She admires herself.

No matter what anyone says, she knew she was very pretty, and she didn't care if she was complimented by anyone.

"Goal!"Nike voiced out immediately.

Triffany looked at him and sighed. "Keep it low please."

"I scored a goal Triffany, I won the match.” He told her with excitement.

"You just said these two seconds ago.” She shook her head and tied her hair behind her back.

Nick turned to face her, since he had won the match, now he felt he had the time to look at her. "So what were you saying a few minutes ago about being pretty?” He asked.

He had heard her say something pretty but was immersed in the game at that time.

Triffany smiled and looked at him. "I'm not fit to be a model?” She asked him. Thinking of how beautiful she was, she knew being a model wasn't a bad idea.

Nick looked at her face down to her dress, he shook his head. "The answer is no, if I’m being sincere."

"Why?” Triffany let out a sigh.

"You just don't have any sense of fashion or style.” He told her honestly.

Triffany scoff, to her, he was talking nonsense, she looked away. "Just focus on your game."

Allison came out dressed. "I'm done."

They both turned to leave. "Bye girls, don't wander too far, and Triffany,” Nick called out.

"What!” She looked at him.

"Don't go blabbering about your problems to people.” He told her seriously.

Triffany was tired of hearing him talk to her, she sighed. "Aish... Just play your game, I won't.” She turned to Allison. "Let’s leave this game boy.” They both left the house.

...

"So what now Triffany, where do we go?" Allison asked her.

Triffany turned to Allison after thinking for a while. "Let’s see the beach first, I need air.” She told her.

Alison looked at her cousin seriously. "Do you have a bus fare for the trip?” She asked her.

Triffany paused and looked into her pause. "I forgot. Let’s just walk to anywhere our legs would take us.” She told her and walked ahead of her.

Alison shook her head and breathes out. "That's the problem.” She ran to catch up with Triffany. "Are you okay?"Alison had to ask her.

"Nope, but I'm getting a little idea."

"What idea?"

"I will be applying as a model."

"Triffany, do you even have money to apply for that?"

"I'm just going to sell all my stuff,” Triffany said with a smile.

Alison, who couldn't understand what this girl was saying, sighed and looked at her like she's crazy. "You’ve just lost it."

Glammaly estate.

Carlos Zack arrived at the Company and was guided through the hallway led to his office. His grandfather was waiting for him.

Philip, his chief assistant, handed him a file. "Sir, that's the total name of the people who brought in their application.” He told him as they entered the elevator.

"What about the one who was placed for a position as a secretary?” He asked elegantly.

"Here,” Philip hands him another file.

Carlos looked at it. "Four people,"

"Yes sir."

"Have you sent the disqualified emails already?” He asked in his deep voice.

"Yes sir."

Carlos closed the file. "Bring me their resume, let me take a look."

"Okay, sir I will."

The elevator opened and they stepped out. Philip stopped at the office door.

Carlos enters the office to see his father standing at the French window. "Chairman Zack.” He greeted me.

Ethan Zack turned with a smile. "My son,"

They both sat down. "What brings you to the office, today chairman?"

"I heard of the New Zealand business, have you filled in the production plans?” He asked him with a serious face.

"Yes. I split it already, knowing what they would like.” Carlos told him respectfully.

"That's good, the New Zealand chairman is a very strict businessman, and also has people just like him, and this fund will help our Company.” Ethan said.

"I'm aware. I've started my moves already.” Carlos told him, he has already calculated them well.

Ethan knew he could trust his grandson to that. He has always been proud of his strategic plan in business. "Okay, so, how about the development?"

"It's still going on well."

"I'm intrusting you with that."

"I will not disappoint you,” Carlos assured him. He knew how well his grandfather cares about his Company.

Ethan Zack stood up and Carlos also did. "I will leave you to work now."

"Okay, Chairman."

Ethan looked at Carlos gently and smiled. "Business talks are over now, you can call me grandpa.” Carlos looked at him. "I'd be on my way now.” He walked to the door with Carlos behind him.

Ethan turned around and faced him. "Come around soon, your grandma misses you."

"I will,” Carlos told him.

Ethan then left the office while Carlos sat down in his office chair, going through some documents when Philip came in after ordering in.

"Sir, I brought you the resume you requested."

"Okay, leave it on the desk.” Philip dropped it and stepped back. "You may leave now."

"Sir.” Carlos looked at him to continue. "There is a breakdown at the construction site."

Carlos looked up at him with a serious face.

"Two people were injured due to it.” Philip continues reporting.

Carlos stood up immediately. "Have they been hospitalized?” He asked about picking his suit jacket.

"Yes sir," Philip answered immediately.

"You should have reported this to me earlier,” Carlos said while wearing his suit jacket

"You were with the chairman and I don't want to interrupt your meeting,” Philip explained.

Carlos walked out of the office with Philip behind him. "Apart from the two people, we're there any other injured staff?” He asked and entered the elevator heading down.

"No sir, we had the other workers leave the site and it is under control by few guards,” Philip told him

"Okay, I'll head over to the site now, then to the hospital, reschedule all my meetings, also stop this from getting out to the media,” Carlos ordered.

"Yes sir."

"That resume I left on my desk, pick out the one who is more skilled to handle the job, tell that person to resume tomorrow,” Carlos told him as he came out of the elevator

"Okay, sir."

Carlos walked to the car with his long leg covered with a black suit pants. Shanne Cole, his driver, opened the door and drove off immediately.

Triffany and Allison were walking back from the park playfully. They were talking about the fun show they just watched when Allison looked ahead.

"Triffany how about working there, there is a vacancy position.” Allison points to a restaurant.

Triffany trace her hand to the restaurant and frowned at Allison. "Hey Allison, do you forget that I'm a graduate. How would you expect me to work at that restaurant? Give me a better choice."

"Alright," Alison kept silent.

Triffany's eyes drifted ahead to a signpost. "Allison.” She pats her friend's shoulder.

"What.” She looked at her.

"I think I see something.” Triffany ran close to the sign close to the road and took the paper off, and then she read it with a smile and glitters in her eyes.

"A model interview,” Triffany smiled broadly. "Allison I've found my lottery card."

She waved the paper in the air for Allison to see. Just then a car sped up past her.

Splash!

Triffany and the paper in her hand were splashed with mud. "Woo!"