Michael. Honestly, I thought better of you, she admitted. I thought you were intelligent, serious, and forward-thinking, but you still haven’t matured.
Mom, let’s skip the lectures, he requested. I won’t allow you to hurt Tiffany. She’s had it tough enough in this life.
But I’m not planning to hurt her, he replied. Isn’t that how it goes sometimes? You meet and then go your separate ways. Seeing that she couldn’t change her son’s mind, Ms. Jennifer sighed with bitterness and left the living room.
In her distraught state, she didn’t notice the housekeeper standing by the door. Tiffany didn’t move, tears were streaming down her cheeks. She realized that Michael had deceived her.
When she got back home, she cried into her pillow all night. In the morning, she woke up with a firm decision to sever all ties with the family she had worked for many months. Arriving at Ms. Jennifer’s house, Tiffany went straight to the hostess.
Michael was no longer there, he had left for work. Trying to hide any traces of her emotional turmoil, Ms. Jennifer smiled and asked. How are you, Tiffany? How’s little Pamela? Not wanting to beat around the bush, the girl spoke directly.
Ms. Jennifer, I overheard your conversation with your son yesterday. Under these circumstances, I cannot continue working in your house. Come on, maybe things will still change, she replied with hope in her voice.
Perhaps Michael will come to his senses. I won’t force myself to be loved, Tiffany said firmly. And it’s unpleasant for me to pretend that nothing happened and continue interacting with him.
Well, in this case, I understand you, Ms. Jennifer agreed. You’re probably right. I’m sorry that it turned out this way.
Why should you be sorry? Tiffany responded. You don’t need to apologize to me for your son. He’s a grown man and should be responsible for his actions himself.
And for several days now, Tiffany hasn’t been working at Ms. Jennifer’s house. She focused entirely on her studies to get over Michael. Pamela understood that something was going on with her sister, but not getting any answers to her questions.
She stopped bothering her with inquiries. Ms. Jennifer, feeling guilty, didn’t abandon the girls. She often visited them with little gifts, avoiding the topic of Michael.
And coming to visit the sisters once again, Ms. Jennifer said. Tiffany, I have a proposal for you that you won’t be able to refuse. Tiffany smiled and replied.
You’ve got me intrigued. I want to bring you into my business, she said. In a few months, you’ll graduate and start looking for a job.
So, I’m offering you a chance to skip that challenging stage and intern with me now. I’m afraid I won’t be able to handle it, Tiffany nervously replied. Oh, but that’s what I’m here for.
Ms. Jennifer cheerfully said. I’ll teach you everything. If you decide to leave and work in your field later, I won’t hold you back.
But if you like it here, I promise you career growth and a good salary. Agree, Tiffany, excitedly chimed in little Pamela. After thinking for a moment, Tiffany smiled and nodded in agreement, I’ll do my best, she promised.
Thank you so much, Ms. Jennifer. The next few months flew by unnoticed. During this time, Tiffany wrote her thesis and interned at Ms. Jennifer’s company.
The former mistress, now the director, was pleased with her new employee. Tiffany quickly adapted to the work environment and earned the respect of her colleagues. She devoted all her free time to herself and her little sister.
Knowing about her natural beauty, but also following her boss’s advice, she started visiting beauty salons, taking care of her appearance, and updated her wardrobe. She also joined a gym to maintain her physical fitness. To turn a diamond into a brilliant, it needs professional cutting, Ms. Jennifer would often say.
And Tiffany took this lesson to heart. Young men often admired her and tried to ask her out, but Tiffany refrained from getting into new relationships at work. The memories of her unsuccessful relationship with Michael were still fresh in her mind, and she wasn’t ready to dive headfirst into romance again.
One day, the company’s director arrived at work in a bad mood. She had never allowed herself to raise her voice at her employees before, but that day her shouts could be heard from the early morning. Workers didn’t dare to leave their workstations, afraid of being caught in her line of sight.
Gathering her courage, Tiffany entered the director’s office and saw the woman, who had been raging just moments ago, standing by the window and wiping away tears. Ms. Jennifer, what happened? Can I help you, she approached her. The director didn’t respond to her words for a while, but then turned to look closely at the girl and replied.
Michael is getting married. The news hit Tiffany like a ton of bricks. All this time, she had been carefully trying to forget him.
It wouldn’t be accurate to say that she still loved him, but his desire to marry someone else hurt her pride. Tiffany swallowed the lump in her throat and said as calmly as possible. It was bound to happen someday.
Maybe now Michael will settle down? I hoped until the last day that he would come to his senses and come back to you, Jennifer admitted. Your words are flattering, but I don’t think I could forgive him, Tiffany replied. So, let him be happy with his chosen one.
The director hugged the girl and smiled sadly. It’s a shame that my son never understood what a gem he lost. From that day on, Tiffany spent a lot of time in the director’s office.
Ms. Jennifer wanted to share her feelings about Michael’s upcoming wedding with someone, and she found no better listener than Tiffany. The girl least wanted to know the details of Michael’s wedding preparations, but she couldn’t bring herself to tell his mother about it. So, she listened to her stories for hours on end.
From Ms. Jennifer’s remarks, it was clear that she wasn’t thrilled with her future daughter-in-law. Vain, dolled-up doll, Jennifer would describe her. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth and never took it out her whole life.
Her father spoiled her, convinced her that everything could be bought and sold. But when he passed away three years ago, his wastrel wife squandered his entire fortune on lovers. And now this unwanted daughter decided to marry successfully.
They just don’t know yet that Michael is penniless and living on my expense. So why don’t you tell them about it? Tiffany asked. What’s the point? Vivian comes to our house and talks to me for hours about her great love for my son.
Why ruin such a love? And Michael? Does he love her? I don’t know. Sometimes I think he’s not capable of love at all. I’ve decided not to interfere in his life.
Let them live as they wish. Finally, the day X arrived. Despite Ms. Jennifer’s pleas to celebrate the wedding without any fuss, the young couple threw a grand feast.
Of course, it didn’t happen without financial support from their mothers. Ms. Plus Jennifer immediately warned her son that the wedding and the wedding gift would be her last investments in him. And the bride’s mother collected what remained of her deceased husband’s immense wealth and gave it to her daughter for the wedding.
The condition was that she would return it with interest after marriage. After the celebration, the newlyweds went on their honeymoon, which was a gift from Ms. Jennifer. She herself returned to work.
To the congratulations and inquiries of her subordinates, the director responded dryly and reluctantly. It was evident that the woman was concerned about her son’s future, but she did not change her principles. He’s a grown man, not foolish, with a good education, Tiffany reassured Ms. Jennifer.
He won’t go astray. You’ll laugh about shedding tears for no reason. May you find a good husband.
Ms. Jennifer didn’t hide her admiration. He definitely will appear, the girl laughed. Everything has its time.
Mama. I want to talk to you. Michael said one day when he returned from his honeymoon.
Let’s talk. Ms. Jennifer agreed. Do you have some problems? No, he laughed.
I just wanted to learn about your business, see it from the inside, so to speak. Unexpected. You were always against your boss’ mother, Ms. Jennifer remarked.
Well, you know, things change in this world, Michael philosophized. My opinion has changed. Maybe you’ll pass on your responsibilities to me when you see that I’m perfectly handling your enterprise.
Michael and his young wife returned from their honeymoon and, tired from the journey, they went straight to their room, where they spent the whole evening. It was only the next morning that Vivian stayed in bed. Michael went to the living room and had an unexpected conversation with his mother.
Well, why not? I don’t mind. Ms. Jennifer replied. After all, the business will remain yours anyway.
So it’s better to familiarize yourself with it in advance. When do you plan to start working? I think I can start today. I can’t promise that I’ll immediately grasp everything.
So, for starters, I’ll just get to know the employees. Get used to the office. His mother smiled and looked at her watch.
Then you have 15 minutes to get ready. I don’t like my employees being late. I’ll wait for you in the car.
While Michael was looking for a clean ironed shirt, the time for preparations ran out. He kissed his sleeping wife on the run and managed to get into the car with his mother, who had already started driving. I haven’t even had breakfast, he complained.
Why didn’t your wife see you off, she asked. Vivian is still sleeping. Doesn’t she need to go to work today? Mom, what are you talking about? Michael was surprised.
Women in her family don’t work. Well, in our family, they do, Ms. Jennifer retorted. And if she thinks I’ll support and dress her all her life, she’s deeply mistaken.
I will. Michael defended his chosen one. I will be able to provide for my woman and then our children as well.
And what will your woman do? Ms. Jennifer asked. She will take care of the home. It’s a wife’s duty to keep the hearth and bear children.
Ms. Jennifer looked silently at her son and continued to watch the road. Soon they arrived at the Enterprise. Michael walked side by side with his mother, trying from the very first moments to prove himself to the subordinates as a strict boss.
As a teenager, he had been in the realm of his mother, but back then, he was just a guest. Now he had left with the purpose of taking the throne. Nothing much has changed here, he observed.
Just more employees now. Yes, the production is expanding, the business is growing, his mother agreed. With the right leadership, it’s a profitable venture.
We’ve arrived. Where? Michael didn’t understand. Your office, if I remember correctly, is on the top floor.
I thought I’d be sitting next to you. You won’t be sitting next to me, dear son, she replied. If you’ve come here to work, you’ll have to work hard.
And in my office, I’m used to being alone. Here’s your workspace. The director PN’d to an empty desk amidst others where employees were working.
Michael glanced around the large workshop and looked at his mother with confusio. You don’t want to put me in the workshop, do you, he clarified. Well, you wanted to get to know the production from the inside, she reminded him.
Once you’ve mastered the technology, I’ll transfer you to the quality department. But mama, I’m your son. Here, you are my employee, the director replied, turning around and walking towards the stairs.
If anything is unclear, ask your colleagues. Michael didn’t argue with her, deciding to continue the conversation at home later. Only during the lunch break did he manage to have some food.
Sitting at the table and looking bored, he suddenly noticed a very elegant young woman. Her behavior and manners indicated that she held a significant position in the company. Enchanted by her beauty and grace, Michael didn’t immediately recognize the well-groomed, flourishing young woman as Tiffany, his mother’s former housekeeper.
He had heard from his mother that she invited her former domestic helper to work at the company, but he didn’t expect to see such a transformation. There was no trace left of the simple girl. She walked with confidence, acknowledging greetings from her co-workers with a light nod.
Michael couldn’t take his eyes off her. Memories of their past dates flooded back to him. He remembered how he pursued her.
But once he succeeded, he quickly lost interest. Yet now, he felt like he could recall the taste and smell of the dishes she used to prepare. Have you had lunch yet? His mother’s voice came from behind.
Raising his head, Michael saw his mother and nodded to her. She placed a tray with food on the table and sat across from her son. Have you changed your mind about working at my company? she asked.
Michael glanced at Tiffany and inquired. What is she doing here, a janitor? You’re talking about Tiffany, the woman clarified. She is my right hand.
I can’t imagine how I managed without her before. In my absence, she manages everything here. Wow.
So, some janitor is the boss here, and the director’s son is just an ordinary worker? Tiffany learned the production technology from scratch and quickly mastered everything, Ms. Jennifer explained. If you work as hard as she does, you’ll have your own office in no time. Michael wasn’t pleased with the prospect.
He thought he would get a position right away, but he miscalculated. If not for his wife, he would have left his mother on that day. However, Vivian insisted that he take over the business to be independent of his mother.
So, he stood up and headed to the workshop to his workstation. Hello, dear. Vivian greeted her husband after his first day at work.
How did it go? Fine. What’s for dinner? I thought we could go to a restaurant to celebrate your first day as a manager. Vivian.
What restaurant? What manager? And, it seems like I’ve never been as tired as I am today. And what did you do? I worked, Vivian. So, are we not going to the restaurant, she clarified, pouting her lips.