Last Drop Of Love

"Damn it."

   Tiffany sat down at her room desk going through her laptop, with disappointment on her face.

"No hope this time?" Tanner, her little brother who sat behind her, asked her. Tiffany shook her head without looking at him. "What do you do now?” His little voice sounded soft.

"I'm confused too.” She touches her forehead as she spins the chair around to look at him. Just then her mother came in with a glass of water and some vitamins.

"Triffany, here, have your vitamins," Laura said, paused and looked at her daughter's worried face. "Still the same news?" She asked with raised brows.

"Yes, mom... I'm not going to gain any employment, ten applications yet no good news.” Triffany gave out a heavy sigh.

   Don't worry you'll get one soon.” Tanner comforted her.

"How long is that soon?” Triffany asked searching their eyes for an answer but they both kept silent. "I guess it would be long.” She rests her head on the desk.

  Just then an email pop-up, and Tanner pointed at her laptop. "Triffany see you got another email." His said excitedly.

   Triffany raised her head immediately as she looked at her mother and brother before moving gently to her laptop. "Let me take a look, this better be good news.” She swallowed hard, praying deep down in hear heart, then she opened the message and read it.

Her expression turned sore, it was yet another failed interview.

"Mom, I'm not going to submit any other application,” She pouts, anger filled her eyes. “I'm just going to remain jobless and get married someday to a wealthy man who's going to love and treat me like a queen.” She blurts out.

   Laura hit her back immediately she finished the statement. "Is this all you have to say?” Triffany whine in pain and rubbed her sore back. "I hope it hurt, how can you say that?"

Tiffany frowned. "Why won't I?” She furrowed her brows. “I spent four years in the university studying and now no company wants to employ me!” Tears clustered in her eyes. “What else should I say?"

"From what I discovered, men nowadays don't like jobless ladies, they love classy girls,” Tanner told his sister, folding his arms over his chest. Laura looked at her little boy in surprise.

Triffany shot him a hard glare. "You're still a little boy of ten years, what do you think you know? You still have a long way to go.” Triffany couldn't agree with him.

"Mom, am I not right?" Tanner asked Laura who was still surprised to hear Tanner’s words from earlier.

"Who taught you that?" She asked, a thin smiles spreading through her lips.

"I have a high IQ, mom.” Tanner smiled.

"I'm sure you do.” Laura touched his hair, giggling. "Unlike your sister,"

"Mom!" Triffany called out upset to hear Laura say something like that, but Tanner burst out laughing. "Tanner you too!” She clenched her jaw. “You're in support.” She sighed and looked away from them. "Talking to the both of you is so annoying, please leave my room now, I want to be alone,” Triffany pointed at the door.

"Mom, I believe she needs to reflect on how she spent her four years in the university, and try to fit it into her current condition.” Tanner said while heading to the door. Triffany scowled at him. ''Mom I better leave now because she's about to blow up." He added before running out of her room.

"Mom, how can he be so annoying.” She glanced from her door to Laura. “This is not helping me.” Triffany pouts.

"Have your vitamins and rest, I'll be downstairs, don't think too much.” Laura pat her shoulder before leaving the room.

   Triffany took the vitamin and lay on her bed. "I hate all these companies, and do they think I need a job?” She paused and signed, processing her words.

"I need a job,” She glanced at her computer. “But not in your Company either, rejecting my applications.” She ran her hand through her hair. “I'm not even interested in your Company!” She spoke to no one but herself.

"My bed is much more comfortable than those swiveling chairs in your offices.” She sighed as she whispered. "But I need a job!"

Carlos Zack, a rich well-known billionaire, sat down at a reserved table at classic Paige hotel waiting for his girlfriend Kelsey Devin. A waiter walked up to him.

"Sir, would you like to place an order now?"

"I'm waiting for someone, we would place our order together," Carlos told him with a smile.

"Okay, sir.” The waiter stepped aside.

At the other end of the hotel, two female waitresses whispered to each other.

"I wonder who the lucky lady is."

"Me too, I heard he is the heir to the famous Glammaly estate.” The waitress said while looking at Carlos at the far end.

"He's very handsome, matched up with riches... If only my wish could come true, I'd be his wife.” She smiled

"Don't tell me you're daydreaming again, you better wake up, you're just a waitress.” The other reminded her.

"I know it will never come true.” She sighed.

"Let’s just continue our work.” She finally said, and they moved to their post to continue working.

 Carlos checked the time on his wristwatch. "She should be here soon." Just then Kelsey Devin walked into the hotel wearing a beautiful red dinner dress, with her hair curled and packed back, she wore makeup which made her extremely gorgeous, and she spotted Carlos who waved her over, as he pushed a chair for her to sit before returning to his.

"Sorry I'm late, have you been here for a long time?” She asked

"No, I arrived a few minutes ago,” Carlos said, staring at the beauty who sat across him.

"I got to round up a few things at my office,” Kelsey told him as she kept her purse on her lap.

"You must be so stressed up.” Carlos took her hands with him as he gently touched them.

"A night rest will do. Have you placed an order yet?"

“I was waiting for you.” He signaled the waiter, they placed their order and was served, expensive and delicious meals.

"Have you heard from your parents?” Carlos asked her as they ate.

"Yes, they called immediately after they got to Paris. They must have settled in now.” Kelsey took a bit of her meal

"Okay, I'm glad."

"How is the production process coming up?” Kelsey asked

"We are progressing, but there might be a little holdup.” Carlos sipped his wine.

"Why?"

"My secretary quit, he moved to the states to further his education, so the production is delayed a bit.” He told her with his brows slightly furrowed, just thinking about work made him a bit tired.

"I thought you had an interview to employ new people for the Company,” Kelsey said.

"Yes, but his result came out a bit late, he quit after the result was sent out. I'm having a hard time figuring out what to do, but I'm going to find a solution soon. I'm okay just seeing your beautiful face right now.” He said with a smile.

"There you go again with your sweet words.” Kelsey blushed. "I'm glad I'm being a help to you."

"Let’s eat up and recover our strength, for another day's work,” Carlos told her. They both smiled and ate silently.