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Present Day
Victoria blushed at what happened to be one of the best memories she has ever had. Her smile got even bigger when her hand touched her stomach. In as much as she was really nervous about the news, she couldn’t wait to tell Oscar about it.
Snapping out of her beautiful thoughts which she didn’t want to end, Vicky tossed her duvet aside, got down from the bed, and went ahead to prepare for work.
Wayde Enterprises was a very popular company owned by Oscar’s parents. Not only do they specialize in tech, but the family also specializes in real estate, and they own luxurious hotels and bars in the city.
Arriving at the company, Victoria went straight into the elevator that would take her to the 6th floor where her office was. She exited the lift once she got to her destination and took smart steps in the direction of her office.
“Good morning, Ms. Vicky,” the receptionist on her floor greeted her politely.
“Good morning, Dora,” she responded with a very polite smile.
Getting to her office, Victoria placed her bag on her desk and decided to help herself with her cup of tea to stay hydrated.
“Good morning,” she smiled at her colleagues the moment she stepped into the kitchen.
“Hi Vicky, did you get the news?” Trina said excitedly from where she was seated.
“What news?” she said, clueless, approaching them.
“Oh, you don’t know already?” Bettie smiled. “The Boss is off the market.”
Her heart rate increased as she stopped in her tracks.
“What? What boss?”
“Come on, stop being dramatic,” Trina rolled her eyes. “I know we have many bosses in this company who head various departments, but who do you think we would be referring to, feeling this way.”
“Mr. Wayde’s getting married?” Victoria finally managed to say, looking intently at her colleagues. She knew at some point that her relationship with Oscar would be out in the air, but she definitely didn’t see it coming today since they’ve not officially decided when they wanted the public to know about it.
“Yes, bitch! What world do you even live in? Do you watch the news at all?” Bettie asked. Trina chuckled, “I doubt she does.”
“Yeah, you all don’t have to throw it in my face. I listen to the news but not the gossip ones.”
“How do you all know it’s not regular gossip? This isn’t the first time we’ve heard something like that.” Vicky said, finding it crazy to accept that the whole world knew about her and Oscar.
“You should know us by now. We don’t do fake news or gossip,” Bettie smirked.
“Yeah, the news was everywhere last night, but his sister confirmed it this morning in an interview.”
“His sister?” Victoria smiled upon hearing that. Oscar’s sister was someone she had always loved and admired from afar, and knowing that she approved of their relationship warmed her heart so much, making her forget her fears of making the relationship known to the public.
“Even though I’m really sad about the fact that Oscar Wayde is off the market and we can no longer flirt with him, I’m happy for him, and the fact that it’s been really good news around me lately,” Bettie cooed. “Hey, let me see that.” She gestured at Victoria’s hand.
“Yeah, me too. I never got a close look at it,” Trina said.
Victoria blushed as she closed the gap between them and showed off her ring closely.
“This is so gorgeous,” Trina mumbled. “I can imagine how super beautiful Oscar’s wife’s ring would be.”
Victoria felt a gallop in her heart. She thought they knew already.
“You all don’t know?”
The duo stared at her, looking confused.
“Oh sorry, what I mean is, you all don’t know the bride?”
“You know her?” Bettie asked.
“I’m just asking,” Vicky shrugged, trying to hide her nervousness.
“Oh, we don’t know who yet, but it’s definitely going to be a rich man’s daughter, right Bettie?”
“Of course. That’s what always happens in the end. The rich marry the rich and they get richer.”
“I… I need to go.”
“Already? I thought you might want to chill with us for a little more while,” Trina voiced out.
“Sorry, I have work to do.” She gave them a smile that didn’t reach her eyes and exited the kitchen, totally forgetting the tea she came there for.
Getting back to her office, Victoria searched her handbag for her phone. Coming face to face with the screen, she let out some air as she didn’t see any call or message notification.
Plopping down on the chair behind her desk, Vicky tossed her phone aside, opened her MacBook, and the moment it finished booting, she went straight to the browser. Before she could even search for the topic, she saw it pop up as one of the trending lists on her tab.
Out of curiosity, Victoria took her time and went through the contents. It was just as Bettie and Trina said, there was going to be a wedding, but the bride was anonymous.
A small smile crept to her lips, knowing Oscar did that just to respect her and her privacy. In as much as she was dying to know if his parents already approved of her, she restrained herself from calling Oscar, wanting to hear the good news from him in person.
She exited the browser and officially started her day by getting right to work. Victoria had no idea she had worked for three hours until she finished her first task of the day. She rose to her feet, adjusted her sk**t, printed out the documents she had worked on, reached for the printed copies as well as her phone, and exited her office.
“Hi Dora, do you have any idea where Masa is? I’m just coming from her office, and she’s not there,” Victoria asked the receptionist in charge of her floor.
“Miss Masa should be in the meeting.”
“Meeting?” Victoria frowned. “What meeting?”
“The one for the launch of the new product.”
“Wasn’t it slated for 2 pm?”
“I think it was brought forward to 8 am.”
“What? Why didn’t anyone say anything to me?”
“I have no idea, Ma’am. But I’m sure a circular went around about the change in time of the meeting.”
“I refresh my email almost every hour. I didn’t see anything,” she mumbled absentmindedly, trying to recall if she saw any memo about a change of time of the meeting.
Vicky got even more confused because Masa was a good colleague of hers or so she thought, and they mostly worked together. If Masa was truly at the meeting, she could swear that Masa would have texted or called her that the meeting was about to hold.
“I have no idea, ma’am. But I was about to come to see you in the office.”
“For?”
“HR requests your presence.”
“Perfect! Because I have to see him too. Why the hell would they exclude me from the meeting?”
She made her way towards the elevator, then to the 4th floor where the HR’s office was. She knocked, didn’t wait for any response, then helped herself in.