LUCAS BLAKE
We had already finished eating and were on our way home. None of us spoke until my car stopped at Daisy's apartment.
She stepped out and was about to close the door.
"See you soon."
She hesitated. "Sure," she replied.
"Okay, bye."
"Bye."
I picked up my phone and dialed James's number.
"Hello, man. Let's meet at the bar."
"Yeah."
I ended the call and accelerated the car.
"What do you mean you didn't propose?" James asked.
"Well… It's not like that. It would be weird to just come out and say it, especially since it's been a long time since we've seen each other."
"You know your parents gave you until the weekend."
"I know. I'm planning on telling her the day after tomorrow. Today is still Monday, which means I have four days left."
"What if she disagrees?"
"That would be really difficult for me. Then I'll have to use Plan B."
"What's the plan?"
"I'll use her mother's condition to win her over. Her mother has a kidney problem and needs a transplant. Recently, her health has worsened, and she doesn't have the funds for the surgery. Surely she'll agree under those circumstances."
"Are you planning to threaten her with that?"
"No, I don't want to threaten her; I'll just try to persuade her. If she agrees after signing the contract, I'll make sure her mom gets the best treatment from a top doctor."
"Okay, just remember you have less than four days."
"Waiter, two bottles of whiskey," he instructed.
The next morning, I stretched my back and exercised for thirty minutes in the gym at the mansion before leaving for work.
I pressed the intercom, and Simon answered my call.
"Come in," I said. The door opened, and he stood in front of me. I walked to the glass window and stared at the buildings around the city.
"I want to prepare a special gift for Daisy, but I have no idea what to give her since I already gave her a bracelet last night."
"I don't know, but you could give her something that ladies use in their daily lives," Simon suggested.
"Like what?"
"I'm not sure, sir."
"Maybe I should search online. Technology has made things easier."
"You could give her lipstick. It's something ladies can't do without; it's part of their daily routine."
"Oh yeah, that's true. You make a good point."
"Go get it and give it to her."
"Okay, sir," he said, leaving my office.
I hope she agrees in the end after all my efforts.
DAISY LORNE
A client came in, and I smiled at him. As the rumors indicated, he was Dr. James, one of the most renowned doctors in the country, with his hospital ranked third on the top chart. Perhaps he was friends with Lucas, as he didn't need to book an appointment to meet anyone here.
"How are you?" he asked.
"I'm fine, thank you," I replied.
"It's always nice meeting you."
"Daisy."
"Sir."
He smiled and then left for the elevator.
What a strange man.
It was already 4:01 PM, and I stretched my back as my first duty came to an end. I went to the signature table.
"Oh, Daisy. You're here. You have a package waiting for you," she said.
"Huh? A package? From whom?"
"I don't know. Why don't you open it first? Maybe you'll find out who sent it," she suggested.
I took the box and opened it. Inside was an expensive lipstick, but there was no note or indication of who had sent it. This lipstick was worth $200. But who could have possibly sent this to me? It felt like a treasure.
"Wow, this is expensive," she exclaimed.
"Yes, but who would give something like this to someone like me? I don't even use lipstick most of the time, let alone buy a $4 one. But here I have an expensive brand," I said.
"Well, maybe you have someone who has a crush on you," she teased.
"Huh? A crush? Who could that be?" I replied with curiosity.
"Maybe a handsome billionaire guy has a crush on you," she said playfully.
"You're funny. I don't even attract a regular guy, let alone a billionaire. That's just your imagination. A dream that can't come true," I laughed.
"Well, maybe someone rich then," she winked at me.
"A rich guy? Stop teasing me! What kind of joke is this?" I shook my head, still puzzled.
Could this person be Lucas? I mumbled to myself. But I didn't think so; he had already given me a birthday gift yesterday. Who could it be?