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catch. From the top of his impeccable haircut to the tip of his expensive Italian shoes, he was simply perfection, always polite, a true gentleman, a successful businessman and most of all, a person she tremendously admired and trusted.
But deep inside, if she would be honest with herself, it wasn’t excitement she was feeling at her impending marriage. She felt like there was a noose hanging over her head.
A noose? Was she crazy? Women would kill to be in her shoes.
Feeling these irrational doubts and fears really worried her. She loved her fiancé and she wanted to feel giddy and happy just like any bride-to-be should be, as happy as she was when she was with–
Dammit! She abruptly halted her thoughts from straying into forbidden territory. She should never compare Jordan to anybody, especially to HIM!
He’s in the country again, shooting his latest Hollywood movie with his gorgeous rumored actress girlfriend…
She slapped the expensive upholstery of the backseat to stop the taunting thoughts. She had a whole new journey unfolding in front of her. A new life. In a few month’s time, she would be a wife and soon after that, a mother. Jordan wanted children right away and she would give him all the kids he wanted.
This was just pre-wedding jitters. Nothing more. Super IT girl will slay bridezilla. She will have a fabulous wedding minus all the drama and she will walk down the isle in her dream Alexander McQueen wedding gown and rock the cathedral.
Her life was nearly perfect.
Angie entered the magnificent lobby of the newly-renovated, Empress Hotel, the flagship of the Empress Group, the 5-star hotel empire her family had been running for decades now.
The Empress Group used to be a purely private company but the necessity for expansion had forced her father to offer Empress stocks to the public, turning the company into a huge corporation.
The tactical move proved to be very profitable. The last five years had been the best years for the company. Two five star hotels were added to the chain in Hongkong and Indonesia and one was currently being constructed in Thailand.
Competition in the hospitality industry was very tough in Asia. She had to be constantly on her toes, abreast with other high-end hotels and resorts, especially in South East Asia where tourism was on the all-time high in the last decade. The Empress high-end resorts in the western Philippines located within three private islands were world-class. Those paradise islands with their stretches of white sand beaches were favorite vacation hideaways for westerners, frequently visited by Hollywood celebrities and European royalty.
When it came to her job, Angie was obsessive. Perfectionist was a word her staff had admiringly attached to her name from the beginning, but as the years passed, it was no longer in a good light. They couldn’t keep up with her. She demanded only the best performance from her people but the best in her book was not found in the typical one-to-ten rating scale.
When one spent the last eight years of her life proving to her family, especially to her father that she was a true and worthy Yulo, one would develop a controlling attitude. It quickly became a habit.
The elevator took her to the tenth floor.
The moment she alighted from the lift, Betty was on her, as if she had been waiting for her right there at the elevator lobby.
The pretty, chubby and usually cheerful PA looked frantic. “Angie!”
“Good morning, Betty,” she greeted her PA cooly.
“Angie, you have to see something.”
They passed by the vast Marketing and Promotions Department of Empress Group, her domain. She caught the covert glances some of her employees threw her way. “Is something wrong, Betty?” She didn’t like guessing games.
For the first time in their three-year working relationship, Betty grabbed her wrist and practically dragged her inside her office suite. Betty locked the door.
Angie was even more perplexed now. “Betty,
But deep inside, if she would be honest with herself, it wasn’t excitement she was feeling at her impending marriage. She felt like there was a noose hanging over her head.
A noose? Was she crazy? Women would kill to be in her shoes.
Feeling these irrational doubts and fears really worried her. She loved her fiancé and she wanted to feel giddy and happy just like any bride-to-be should be, as happy as she was when she was with–
Dammit! She abruptly halted her thoughts from straying into forbidden territory. She should never compare Jordan to anybody, especially to HIM!
He’s in the country again, shooting his latest Hollywood movie with his gorgeous rumored actress girlfriend…
She slapped the expensive upholstery of the backseat to stop the taunting thoughts. She had a whole new journey unfolding in front of her. A new life. In a few month’s time, she would be a wife and soon after that, a mother. Jordan wanted children right away and she would give him all the kids he wanted.
This was just pre-wedding jitters. Nothing more. Super IT girl will slay bridezilla. She will have a fabulous wedding minus all the drama and she will walk down the isle in her dream Alexander McQueen wedding gown and rock the cathedral.
Her life was nearly perfect.
Angie entered the magnificent lobby of the newly-renovated, Empress Hotel, the flagship of the Empress Group, the 5-star hotel empire her family had been running for decades now.
The Empress Group used to be a purely private company but the necessity for expansion had forced her father to offer Empress stocks to the public, turning the company into a huge corporation.
The tactical move proved to be very profitable. The last five years had been the best years for the company. Two five star hotels were added to the chain in Hongkong and Indonesia and one was currently being constructed in Thailand.
Competition in the hospitality industry was very tough in Asia. She had to be constantly on her toes, abreast with other high-end hotels and resorts, especially in South East Asia where tourism was on the all-time high in the last decade. The Empress high-end resorts in the western Philippines located within three private islands were world-class. Those paradise islands with their stretches of white sand beaches were favorite vacation hideaways for westerners, frequently visited by Hollywood celebrities and European royalty.
When it came to her job, Angie was obsessive. Perfectionist was a word her staff had admiringly attached to her name from the beginning, but as the years passed, it was no longer in a good light. They couldn’t keep up with her. She demanded only the best performance from her people but the best in her book was not found in the typical one-to-ten rating scale.
When one spent the last eight years of her life proving to her family, especially to her father that she was a true and worthy Yulo, one would develop a controlling attitude. It quickly became a habit.
The elevator took her to the tenth floor.
The moment she alighted from the lift, Betty was on her, as if she had been waiting for her right there at the elevator lobby.
The pretty, chubby and usually cheerful PA looked frantic. “Angie!”
“Good morning, Betty,” she greeted her PA cooly.
“Angie, you have to see something.”
They passed by the vast Marketing and Promotions Department of Empress Group, her domain. She caught the covert glances some of her employees threw her way. “Is something wrong, Betty?” She didn’t like guessing games.
For the first time in their three-year working relationship, Betty grabbed her wrist and practically dragged her inside her office suite. Betty locked the door.
Angie was even more perplexed now. “Betty,
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