Chapter 3: You've been picked
Hale feels the hotness of very unusual urine that's passing down and in between her legs.
"Ri-Richard..." she whispers as she watches Richard step into the crowd and like a ghost, he disappears without a trace.
Oh boy... This is going to be hot... With the way everything's going.
"Welcome Gentlemen who have come together today to witness the selection of the Wife of our Chairman and President of the Dark House. He is absent as our usual rule states he should be and the men in the house are to choose a capable and faithful woman before she meets her husband... "
Hale's eyebrows knit in confusion. What does that suppose to mean?
"As the general rule states, each lady standing here today are from rich and well-known homes and families, don't worry, your reputations won't go down the drail"
(Uhh... We know, duh)
The crowd of men is killing, men! Their eyes are extinguishing.
"Ladies, one of you will be picked to be the wife of the Chairman of the Dark House, who I absent. Only his wife can get to him as a female person... "
Hale raised a brow. That's interesting.
"And don't think the remaining six ladies are going to go like that. The remaining will get wedded to the closest friends of the Chairman and together, they will all work under the wife of the President"
Uh, shit-
Hale's eyes are dainty. Her mind is brainwashing itself and she does not know how it is happening, oh my gosh!
"The first round is the introduction, good luck to you, Ladies"
Everywhere go silent and for a minute, Hale thought everything is finally over.
A normal human being would ask where her ears were when the speaker talked about an introduction.
A man walks up to them in a white suit, coming from backstage, and stretches his arm with a microphone to the first lady.
She collects it simultaneously and watches him as he returns to his position, backstage.
"What your name?" the voice of a man that can hardly be seen in the crowd asks and the lady answers, though frightened and scared.
"Amy Jay" The men seated, most of them got hats on, dark shades, and cool black suites.
They also got face masks on... All of them.
Maybe that's a means to cover up their identities.
"How old are you?"
"22"
The man says nothing but continues to question further.
"What would be your main priority on the man you are yet to marry?"
Excuse me?
Hale chokes but holds back the cough...Did he just ask a private family question? What is wrong with him?
"My Family"
And the fool is even answering, interesting.
Hale tries to hold back a scream of insults ready to burst out of her mouth in any minute now.
"Give it to the next lady"
The lady in a bright blue garment collects the mic with shaky hands.
"Name"
"Jess Mills"
"Age?"
"30"
Oops... They got someone older than their boss.
Eeeesh... That's bad.
"Next"
The next lady receives the microphone like if she doesn't win this match she would die!
Frightened people can be funny sometimes.
"Name?"
"Laurel Devis'son"
The guy asking the questions allows a chuckle to escape his mouth which is heard across the hall through the sharpness of the microphone in front of him.
"Age?"
"25"
Same age as their boss. Hot the right type.
But she is the right type for him though.
"Next"
Two more ladies and Hale is up.
She can't wait to fire these people with what is in her mind now.
"Name"
"Alexis Narrenda"
Her voice is the softest sound anyone on earth has ever heard. Why does she sound like this?
"Age?"
"23"
"What would be your family priority if you marry him"
"Uh... Honestly, I will like to know who this man is and why I am here"
All the men immediately engage in thorough discussions, whisperings aiming from one place to another.
"Next"
After a while of discussing God knows what within themselves, he finally opens his stinking mouth, to call the next female.
"Name?"
"Mary Tyler"
"Age?"
"19"
The man seated says nothing but stares at this lady in astonishment.
19 years old that looks like she is over 35? Has she been feeding well? Taking all balanced diets?
Or moreover, is she lying to them? She looks so.
"Who do you think we are?" the man asks and Mary tries to hold the water in her bladder from pouring down continuously.
"Next..."
All eyes settle on Hale as she boldly takes the mic from Mary, ready to shoot at them all answers that come to her tongue.
"Name?"
"Hale Martins"
"Age?"
"20"
"What would be your-"
"Depends on how the man is" The man sitting, relaxed, and listening to what they are saying, widens his eyes and sits well.
This is a very good lady to hang up with.
The eyes of the men seated make Hale proceed further.
"Don't you think it's rude, for you to force ladies like us to marry people we know nothing about? This so-called president does not know us, nor do we know him.
My family or any other priority is who I know, not who I don't know"
The men stare at the lady in agreement but say nothing.
The ear deposit hung around the ear of the man asking questions beeps and he presses it to listen to what his boss had to say through it.
The man seated on the chair in a very dark office with the latest plasma television hanging up and he is watching what is happening in his studio, chuckles.
"I like this one" he whispers and the man asking the questions that are in the studio smiles widely.
"Miss Hale..."
Ooops... Hale made a mistake by showing off her boldness, right?
"You've been picked"
The whole world of Hale came crashing down on the whole studio as the men whispered and the ladies also standing there looks excited.
But their excitement wipes off the moment they remind themselves that they will all marry people under this President of theirs and they are going to be working under this lady.
Anger overwhelms them.
Especially those that have never been under anybody their entire life due to laziness or the wealthiness of their families didn't just want them to.
Hale is fidgeting but she doesn't show it. She never does.
"And what makes you think so? Am I not the one that supposed to get rejected?"
The man in a separate office, even in another environment not close to the building where the others are smiles as he watches through the television hanging in his office that is enabling him to see what is happening in his company's dorm. He then speaks to the man asking questions through the ear deposit.
"Bring her here tonight. She will sign that contract today, whether she likes it or not"
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