~ Courtney ~
Hahaha, is this guy trying to be heartless? To him he has given me a very difficult task. I laughed out loud
Well, preparing over 60 different type of dishes. How do I do that? He didn't even give me money nor dropped credit card.
I put a call through his mother and told her about my predicament. She was very happy instead and kept on gushing about how it's the first time in ages her son is hosting a party. Can't she see he's only doing it because of me??! She transferred money to my account almost immediately after we hung up.
I changed my clothes and went to the grocery store to shop and to put a call through to a chef company. Although cooking is my hobby, I need all the assistance I can get.
I began cooking with the help of eight other chef. I know better than to allow them to cook, they only assisted me with the chores and slicing.
By 5pm I was through and very tired. I paid the workers and made to have a quick nap. I had barely closed my eyes when the doorbell rang.
"Who's it?" I wondered because I know Donald wouldn't knock on his door.
I opened the door to reveal a frowning Donald. Guess I was wrong then.
"Why did it take you so long to open the door?"
" I didn't expect it to be you waiting on the other side"
"Hope everything is ready?"
"Yes the hall is ready for your dinner night" I replied and locked the door. "Open it with your keys now Mister" I shouted and strolled to my room, ignoring his swear words
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I watched as the guests came in, in surprise as though they couldn't believe they are in Donald's house. I wondered why it was that way.
I didn't have to worry much as a low conversation drifted to my ears.
"I still can't believe I'm standing in Donald Wilson's house. Our aloof and icy CEO" someone said
"Yeah who would believe that, I depises crowded places and parties ever since his failed wedding."
I read about that on the net so it's not surprising to hear them gossiping
"Yeah..... Heard he hates his mother too."
"I think there's something going on between them" another said.
Donald's mother called me again and thanked me for the good work.

"I heard you're a good party organizer and the night is going on beautifully."
Should I remind her that I'm fvcking tired and my body is heavy? I'm already regretting my stay here, no correction, I love my stay here. I should have collected the cheque.
"Yes ma'am" I replied sweetly, my gaze flickered to Donald where he was, frowning at a man irritatedly and smirked
"Nonsense, call me mother" she replied.
"Yes mother, Donald told me how much he loves you" That's payback Donald.
"I love him too" her voice cracked " me leave you to do your work. Thanks" she hung up.
~ Donald ~
When I got to the office, I left him it to him to tell my employees about the dinner night.
He was so excited and could barely stay still and surprisingly the air in the company buzzed with excitement too.
I never knew many of them would come on such short notice. I watched from the corner of my eye as Counterknee smiled as she spoke on the phone which I'm very sure it's my mum on the other end. Why does her smile look creepy?
"Where's the girl? I want to see her" Flynn was disturbing me.
"What would seeing her do to you?? Happy she's blackmailing me?"
"You have no idea. I'm so happy I could kiss everyone in this room"
"Sure and I would be happy to tell Eva about it"
"Eva trusts me that's why she's my wife" he replied and looked around again, hoping to see Counterknee.
I decided to save him the trouble "she's the one leaning against the wall over there" I tilted my head a little to where she was standing.
"Isn't she a beauty?"
"Definitely not, now can we go back to discussing how she pulled this off perfectly?"


~ Courtney ~
I was getting bored of the party and let my gaze stray to where Donald is standing, I see he's bored too but the man with him is clearly having fun. As a CEO, he should sleep early and lay an example to his employees.
I picked a glass cup and a spoon. I hit the spoon on the glass till there was a perfect decorum. "Thanks for coming to the dinner night everyone. The night has come to an end. Kindly go home and sleep, cheers" I said to them. Soon they began leaving in twos and threes.
I walked over to where Donald was standing, looking at me in shock "Go to bed too"
"Hey, I'm Flynn, his best friend and personal assistant. I've heard so much about you" the man beside him gushed.
"Hey Flynn, go to bed too"

I saw the last guests off then locked the door.
The house was a mess but it's nothing I couldn't do after a good night rest.
I walked to my room very tired. I had barely hit my head in the pillow when I closed my eyes to sleep.