Chapter 12 To Work

• Olivia closed her eyes in fear. She might die if she kept them open. The world spun around for a moment, and when she opened her eyes again, the bend was nowhere to be found. Everything around them turned to a blur again.
• Five minutes later, Thomas parked the car outside a building. "We're here," he said.
• She shot him a glare and got out of the car, but she crouched down and puked all over the ground right away.
• "Holy sh*t!" Thomas gasped and quickly got out of the car to pat her back.
• She finally stopped vomiting a while later and stood back up with Thomas' help. "Goddammit. You scared me. I'm—"
• Worried that she might deduct his pay, he interrupted, "You said nobody's driving can scare you."
• "You little…" Olivia felt her cheeks burning up. She didn't expect her savior would make her eat her own words. "Wait for me right here. I'll come back after I'm done." She went into the office without turning back.
• Thomas smiled. "Hey, my driving scared you, you know."
• Her foot slipped, and she almost fell. Olivia thought, Just you wait. We have a long future ahead of us. Someday I'll get you back for this.
• The guards outside the building had been staring at Olivia. Whoa, that's the most gorgeous lady in Irieson—Olivia Pearson.
• After she went into the building, the guards whispered among each other. "Wonder what happened to her."
• "No idea. She kept retching after she got out of the car."
• "Hey, maybe she's pregnant."
• "No way."
• "You can't be too sure. We've seen her many times before. She's never carsick, so…"
• "Holy smokes, that's big news. Wonder who's the lucky guy?"
• Thomas the lucky guy got in the car and drove it into the parking lot before he rested his eyes.
• He thought it would only take her two to three hours, but surprisingly, Olivia only came back out at six in the evening. The sun was almost setting.
• There was exhaustion in her eyes. He thought, nothing's easy these days.
• Even though she was tired, Olivia didn't forget what she promised Thomas. They went to a bank, and she handed seven grand to him. "Here. Get a nice place for your sister."
• Thomas nodded silently. He was touched by the gesture, and he would repay the favor someday.
• Olivia didn't go back to the company as she was too tired for it. Instead, they went to an upscale spot in the southern part of the city. "This is where I live. Pick me up at nine tomorrow, and make sure you see HR tomorrow for the application process."
• Thomas went back to Chloe's place and told her the good news.
• The girl was delighted. "Whoa. Pearson Group is one of the top five hundred companies in the world. This is great!"
• Thomas took her to the three-bedroom unit he had viewed and liked and paid six months of rent, and then they started moving. Chloe didn't have a lot of stuff in her place, and Thomas was driving, so they managed to move everything in two trips.
• They splurged a bit on BBQ before retiring for the night.
• Thomas was woken up by the aroma of food the next morning. He went to the kitchen and saw that Chloe had made breakfast. After they had breakfast, Thomas took Chloe to Pearson Group and picked Olivia up before going to the HR department for the onboarding process.
• 'Hiring.' When he arrived at the HR department, he noticed a big poster hanging at a conspicuous spot. 'Hiring a driver for the president. Good driving skills are required. Required qualifications: high school diploma and above.'
• "What?" Thomas gasped. What's going on? I thought I got the job. Why are they hiring a driver still?
• Olivia spent the whole of yesterday talking business, so nobody knew she had chosen a driver for herself.
• Thomas knocked on the door and entered the office. He told the beautiful receptionist, "Hi, I'm—"
• Before he could finish, the receptionist said, "The form's on the table by the door. Take one and fill it." She didn't even look up at him. All her attention was on the screen, and her fingers were flying across the keyboard.
• Thomas looked at the table beside him. He took one form and filled it in.
• "Hey, sis, I thought I was going to get the driving job. Why is he interviewing for the spot?" someone said in surprise. It caught Thomas' attention.
• "It's alright. This is just a formal process. I promised you the spot, so I'll give you the spot. He's just a bumpkin. Not even the best people in this city can get the spot if I say so."
• The woman was in black professional attire, and her hair was tied into a ponytail. She had an hourglass figure that left a lot to the imagination.
• Thomas glanced at her for a moment and went back to filling out his form. I already drove Olivia around yesterday. No way someone else is getting my job.
• "Hey, get out of the way, dumb*ss," the woman in the suit barked.
• Just the sight of Thomas' clothes made her stomach churn. Yellow pants and navy jacket. God, it smells like sh*t. How long has it been since he washed his clothes? What is he, a beggar? What is with the guards? Why do they let just anyone into the company?
• Thomas moved away, and the lady took her brother into the office. A while later, Thomas went back to the reception counter with his form. "Done."
• The receptionist picked it up and went through his details. "You went into the military after high school?" She was a little surprised. Being a soldier was tough, and barely anybody would pursue a career in the military instead of the professional field.
• "Yes." Thomas nodded.
• "Are you done, Molly?"