TITLE:TAMED
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EPISODE 0⃣6⃣
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“Yes?’’ Samantha says staring at the girl who
walks up to her
“I am so sorry, Mr Bas-s called and asked me to
do it, I couldn’t even ask him why because he
was so angry and was shouting over the phone,
I had to pack up all your things. He said
something about you messing up his meeting
and you know, he was angry, what happened?’’
Samantha blinks “The file, I didn’t take the most
important one and ..’’ she trails off
“But you had worked so ha-rd on it, them, I saw
your work it was amazing and you placed some
files on the table which you put in your bag, so
how come?” she gr-abs a cu-p of coffee from
one of the staffs and hands Samantha one
“Here, drink something, it would calm you down,
your nerves is all over the place, oh poor baby”
Samantha shifts the box to her side placing it
on her h!pas she takes the coffee from Sophie,
glad for the warm feel of it, she takes a sip, “
thank you Sophie. I saw it on the floor just
now..but it’s too late for that. You should have
seen the way he spoke to me, addressed me he
was mean and he was very way out of line, he
even..” she sniffs. She wasn’t going to cry, not
in front of her and not in this building. She was
strong and she had survived the worst hasn’t
she.
“I am so sorry, what can I do, try and talk to him
maybe?” Sophia ru-bs her hands, placing her
hands on her shoulders
Samantha shakes her head “No..it’s fine. I am
not nee-ded here anyways. My letter is on his
desk alre-ady, you take care of yourself Sophie, “
she turns away as the doors open …
Mr Bas-s walks in, followed by some other
people into the building, he frowns seeing her
standing there with Sophie. He had managed to
put on a cheerful countenance for his guests,
now seeing her with her box on her hands, his
anger and everything returns..
But people were coming in behind him, the
press was here, and some media team… it
wouldn’t be good for him at the moment to
explode …and then he frowns even more..
If people saw a girl, who looked as though she
had been crying leaving his company with a box
on her hands they would begin to ask questions
wanting to know why she was being sacked, and
who knows if she was a drama queen. Didn’t
she know he had a state dinner this evening?
why didn’t she get back earlier to take her
things away…NO!! she picks this minute to come
here..oh right okay! this was her pity p@rty
strategy right?
“To cry in front of his guests, cause a scene
and he would now be f0rç£d to keep her in his
company because people would ask him to give
her another chance..”
No Way!!! Satan, not today.
He beckons to one of his attendance, whispers
in his ears and the person leaves, walking
directly to Samantha and Sophie
“Miss, Mr Bas-s asked that you leave your box at
the service entrance, and stare clear away from
the p@rty until his guests are gone, then you can
leave”
“Wait what? No , tell Mr Bas-s that he st©pped
being my Boss a couple of hours ago and I have
made it official… So he cannot boss me
anymore” she frowns
“It wasn’t up for discussion Miss Samantha” the
man says, tou-ching her hand to direct her away
“Let go off me” Samantha snaps, it wasn’t
enough that he talked rudely to her after her
mistake, it wasn’t enough that he left her
stranded in that city not knowing if she had a
means home, okay so what that she refused his
card, she wasn’t going to beg him, she was
visibly shaken that he had drove off, what if her
mother wasn’t able to help, what would have
happened to her out there
“Always carry money with you Sammy, wherever
you go, it doesn’t matter if it’s down the road or
to take a drink across, you never know what
would happen and you may be in nee-d of cash”
her mother used to say. Well , she always
listened , but how do you do that when you
don’t have money…
But it was okay, it was fine. Now he had
succeeded in ma-king her mother worry and her
father complain about how she is doing nothing
other than been useless… it was typical of her
father, she was used to him, but it upset her, all
because she had to call her mother to beg for
money, something she hadn’t done for years.
So she was angry… really mad.
Now he had the guts to tell her when to leave
his company, what else does he want from
her..hell no!! he wants her gone, oh she was
going and she was going now. She wasn’t going
to spend another minute in this place .
“Samantha, okay lets go upstairs and relax and I
would stay with you for a bit and then later you
can go, let’s not upset him further,there are a
lot of people here” Sophie says,
“No, I am leaving” she still held the box and
coffee in her hands
“Ma’am, do not make a scene here, follow me”
his voice was stern
Oh..really? Mr Bas-s didn’t want her to make a
scene. He wanted to save face. Well… she
would do just that, make a scene. She was
alre-ady fired, so he couldn’t fire a person who
had alre-ady fired.
As the man gr-abs her arm she nudges him away
“t©uçh me one more time and you would regret
it” Her voice increases, people turn, Jake
Bas-s’s frown de-epens as his face becomes a
darkened mask.
“Excuse me everyone.., Miss Andres can you
step in here for a minute?” he beckons to the
lady who comes immediately, he whispers
something into her ears and steps away from
her, she brings everyone’s attention towards her
and began to talk to them.
Jake walks towards them
“Oh dear lord, he is coming” Sophie fidgets
When he nears them he scowls at her “Do what
the man says Samanatha Brookes” he tells her,
he was toweling over her..
“Or what Mr Bas-s?”
“I would drag you out of here myself, damn the
consequences” he was visibly mad, his eyes
drew closer together ..
The man steps away as Jake Bas-s takes his
place, Sophie is scared and worried at the same
time
“I am stepping out of here right now , whether
you like it all not Mr Bas-s, so if you don’t want
me to make a scene you better move out off my
way” she looks him straight in the eyes…
“You fool, I would teach you some manners’’ he
gr-abs her arms intending to turn her and walk
her out back the stairs and up to his office…
then he would lock her up in there till the p@rty
was over and if he was not done being angry he
would leave her there till tomorrow… then he
would kick her out, without paying her a single
dime.
“Let go off me” she says, but his arm ti-ght£ñs
over her own arm, and because she was holding
the box with one hand on her h!pand the other
one the coffee… she does the only thing
dramatic enough to cause an effect.. she ti-ps
the contents of the coffee over black tux from
his face, the brown contents on the coffee
made a large patch on his white shi-t travelling
from his n£¢k to his tummy..
Sophie g@sps, The man behind Mr Bas-s is
shocked… the hall suddenly went quiet… as
more g@sps filled the room… Jake Bas-s is
rooted to the sp©t, speechless…he lets go off
her hand, raising his hands up as the h0t tea
stings his b©dy slightly… then he looks at her,
daggers for eyes.
“That would teach you some manners Mr Bas-s,
let go means to let go.” And with that she drops
the cu-p as it hits the floor, she re-positions her
box on her hands, with her head raised up she
walks throu-gh the crowd of people who had
p@rted for her like the red sea staring from her
to Mr Bas-s and then back to her as she leaves
the building
He was speechless… then he takes a de-ep
breath to calm himself , as the murmuring
continuous
“Relax everyone, Women, PMS, you know how
they can get… they like to have the last say and
apparently the last grand exit!!’’ he laughs
nervously
Miss Andres joins in, then Sophie nodding and
forcing a laugh, then someone else does laugh
and soon the hall vibr@ted with rich laughter,
then someone throws in “I know right, even the
wife throws the biggest tantrum when she is on
her period”
“I would be clawing out anyone’s eyes when I
am in the mood”
“What was her deal, the girl?”
“Oh just an intern who isn’t happy about her
..erm…” Miss Andres began
“Her transfer,” Bas-s says
“Oh the ladies love to be around you don’t
they?” someone says
Bas-s manages a soft smile, Sophie had
suddenly brou-ght towels to dab him, he st©ps
her
“Ladies and Gentlemen, plea-se if you would
excuse me , I would be back shortly” he says as
they nod, he turns around heading upstairs, his
face turns to something worse than granite …
as the c@m£ra cli-cks almost blinded him.
He would have to kill off any story the press
might re-lease. The media feasted on anything,
and before long they might change the story to
being
“Bad Boy Multi-Billionaire in a love anger with
his worker who had found out that he was
cheating, had confronted them, then he fires
her and she retaliates by spilling coffee on him
in front of his guests and storms out crying”
“or Mr Bas-s and his love interests p@rt ways as
she gave him his ring and spill his coffee too”
Or much worse “Mr Jake Bas-s and the
mysterious girl, “
He sighs taking off his shi-t as he enters his
office, good thing he always insisted on extra
cloths being in his wardrobe in the office for
times like this. He goes into the toilet to clean
up the liquid which had begun to stick to his
che-st, with water and a towel he wipes his che-st
and n£¢k, cleans his face, then he comes back
out, str!pping to his briefs and changes cloths..
He reaches for his cuff-links on his table and
he notices the letter, he tears if of and re-ads it..
She didn’t mention why she was terminating her
employment , most people who have vented,
knowing that it would be taken into
consideration too. But she had thanked him for
the opportunity for being able to work in his
prestigious firm, apologized for any trouble she
must have caused and told him that she was
terminating her employment because her skills
were not what was nee-ded in his company. Then
she signed it. He sits down on his desk, typing
on his computer and pu-ll-ed up her Cv..
It was an impressive… very impressive Cv. He
logs off. Then he sees the file, frowning he
opens it up and a small piece of paper falls out
. “it was on the floor , it fell that was why I
didn’t notice it and mixed it with the others files.
I do hope you have another opportunity… I am
sorry . SAMANTHA” he re-ads
He takes a minute to go throu-gh the file, indeed,
it was well arranged, articulated, compiled and
an-alysized , and she had added a few things to
it, things he didn’t think off.
It takes another 10 minutes before he puts the
file down, and leaves his office and back to his
guest and his p@rty”
*
Samantha opens her door to find Jamie
standing there “Are you okay?’’ Jamie comes in
and enveloped her in a hvg
“Yes I am.”
“I am so sorry, I am sure Mr Bas-s was just
angry but you shouldn’t have gone that far… the
whole place is buzzing , news flying, true and
untrue”
“It doesn’t matter, look let’s not talk about it
anymore, I don’t want to plea-se” she steps away
from the door
“okay” Jamie walks in , frowning
when she enters fully into the house “Why are
you packed”?
“Because I am leaving, I can’t afford this place,
I have no money and even if I did I cannot
afford this place anymore, so I am moving out”
“Okay, I can start loading your stuffs into my
car and we can—“ Samantha st©ps her
“No, I have to do this on my own, I am not
staying with you Jamie, you have done enough
for me and I am grateful but…no more. “
“But Samantha where are you going to go, how
are you going to survive, what will you eat, are
you going back home to your mother’s”
“I don’t know yet but it’s okay, I will survive,
junk maybe, and nooooo not mum’s , look I will
be fine okay. I just nee-d you to load it into that
taxi parked out, don’t worry, been cutting
throu-gh some magazine cli-ppings for the past
two hours, ma-king calls..there is a small
opening for a bar attendant, booking staff so I
will start from there and see how it goes..”
“But Samantha?”
“No buts babes..”
Jamie sighs and hvgs her
*
“What do you mean you couldn’t reach her?”
Jake Bas-s asks the next day when the
accountant calls him to tell him he couldn’t pay
her
“The account she had given us was closed down
an hour ago, her numbers isn’t connecting and
we couldn’t pay her for the month as you
requested” the accountant says
“Fine” he cuts the call, then he dails Sophie”s
“Come into my office “
*
“I don’t know how else she can be contacted
sir, Todd has just called to tell me that she is
no longer in the address she listed in her CV
and there was no forwarding address and she
didn’t drop a number or where she would be
staying”
“How come no one knows how she can be
reached, no friends here in the company, none?’’
“Well..there was one person she hunged with
when she wasn’t working.. “
“Who is she ?’’
‘’Jamie, Jamieliah Sawyer from the logistics
dep@rtment “
“s£nd her up”
*
Jamie bites herl-ips as Jake Bas-s stares at her
“Are you sure?”’
She didn’t know what he wanted with her and
Samantha had said she didn’t want to have
anything to do with the company anymore. She
didn’t even tell her exactly where she was going
to, changed her number, she said she wanted to
just start afresh and she would call her when
she is settled in.
“Yes sir , I am sure. I don’t know how to contact
her or where she is.”
‘’it’s not possible, she couldn’t disappear into
thing air”
“Sir, why do you want to find her? if it’s her
payment I can get it across to her somehow”
“How? when you said you don’t know how to
contact her. Well it doesn’t matter, good
riddance to bad ru-bbish anyways, you can go”
Jamie nods and leaves.
He drops her check into her letter and puts it in
his drawer and closes it..
He forgets about her in a week.
*******
***THREE MONTHS LATER***
“Thank you so very much for gracing this Gala
event with your pres£nce, but it won’t be
complete if we don’t thank the dignitaries, the
sponsors for their fat checks” the man who
had been speaking laughs, everyone else does
too
Jake Bas-s, looking dashingly handsome is
standing with other guests, his glas-s of drink in
his hands as Veronica held his other hand, she
had been one of the models here.
It was a special Gala night, and he was given a
special invite, they held it twice every year and
they tend to outshine their last..and tonight,
from the pres£ntation, performances , art and
speeches, even to the decorations and timing
was perfect.. whoever planned it did an
excellent job.
He should ask the manager for the number, he
wants to host a charity concert for next month,
he nee-ded someone who would get the job
done… as beautiful as this.
The man who was talking, finished speaking;
thanking everyone, as he rounds up his speech
he says “And last but not least, it wouldn’t be
complete if we don’t acknowledge the
wonderfully gifted hands, mind and creative
inattentiveness of our head team pla-yer, who
made sure you had a good time, food on your
plates, drinks, good music, all this was because
she un-derstands the intricacies of event
planning …and she would give you a good run
for your money and because we are proud to
call her our own , plea-se a round of applause
for the delectable, beautiful Samantha Penelope
Brookes, come over here and take a bow” he
holds out his hands to her as a beautiful lady
who had been in the crowd walks out gracefully
dressed in a black dinner go-wn, comes out
smiling and standing on the stage, and gives her
vote of thanks
Jake Bas-s chokes on his drink , coughing when
he sees her..he blinks a couple of times …
And in that minute , both their eyes meet.. then
she looks away, as though she didn’t know who
the hell he was..
He follows her as soon as she steps down.
She frowns when she notices him follow her
out of the hall to the balcony. . She was
answering a call.
He waits.
“Why are you following me?” She turns, done .
“Samantha Brookes..” he began
*
TO BE CONTINUED…….