Cressida turned her head away and cleared her throat, bringing him back.

"I would like to apologize. No matter how angry I was, I should not have destroyed your property"

"It's nothing. It's just a window"

"I'd like to get some sleep now. Thank you for the food"

She stood up and headed to her room.

However, she could not sleep. Her mind was filled with the image of him advancing earlier. Was he trying to kiss her? Her heartbeat sped up. She shook her head hoping she was just overthinking it, but she just couldn't get the picture out of her head.

It wasn't until dawn that she fell asleep.

Her phone rang. She buried her face under the pillow to block out the sound, but it just won't stop. The caller kept calling again and again. With her eyes still closed, she sought the phone blindly till her hand felt it on the nightstand.

She opened one eye to check the caller ID. Amy's name was on the screen.

She answered the call with a gruff voice. "Hello"

"Cressida! I was called for an interview at Sinclair group!" Amy exclaimed excitedly.

Cressida was not surprised. Cedric already told her.

"Congratulations"

"You don't sound surprised"

"Of course, I am. But it's just an interview, we don't know whether they will pick you yet"

"I don't care. Calling me for an interview is enough and if I get the job, then I guess I'm lucky"

"When is the interview?"

"Tomorrow"

"Tomorrow?"

That was fast. They should have given her time to prepare.

"I'll come to your house now. You need to get prepared"

Cedric was at the breakfast table when she got downstairs. She inevitably remembered what he did, but she had no expression on her face.

"Are you going to the gallery?"

She was dressed casually.

"No. I have to visit Amy and get her prepared for the interview"

"I see. Have some breakfast before you go"

She sat, but it was for a while. She only ate some pancakes and bid him farewell.

Amy's room was overturned by the time she got there. Her cloths were scattered on the ground.

"What is going on here?"

"I can't find what to wear" Amy whined. It wasn't just any company. Sinclair group! She had to make an impression physically.

She brought out a floral shirt. "Do you think I can wear this? No, I can't. It's too colorful"

"Okay. Calm your nerves and sit"

Amy breathed heavily and plopped down on the couch, throwing her head back.

"You will definitely find something good to wear but for now, we—"

"I don't have anything. They are not good enough"

"You can wear a suit"

"Are you kidding? I don't have it"

They both heard a knock on the door.

Cressida smiled. "They must be here already"

"Who?"

"I'll get it"

She reappeared minutes later with a big box.

"This is for you" she dropped the item on the bed.

"What is that?" Amy asked, standing up.

"Open it"

She opened the Navy-blue box to reveal a black suit. It came with a pair of black shiny heels.

"You.... you got me a suit"

"Yes. I got it on my way here and had them deliver it. Try it on"

She did, and it was exactly her size. Moved to tears, she hugged Cressida tightly.

"How can I ever pay you back?"

She hit Amy. "Oh, please. What's this about paying me back? You only have to go to that interview and do your best. You are a strong woman. You can do it"

They fist bumped.

"Now, we need to look through the possible questions they might ask"

She spent most of the day with Amy, brainstorming.

*********

"I got the job!" Amy screamed over the phone. Cressida was too happy to be worried about her scream hurting her ear.

"I knew you could do it. This calls for celebration. A bar?"

"Yes. Only if you promise not to drink Aunt Roberta or something like it"

"I promise"

This time, the reverse was the case. Cressida only ordered a glass of beer, taking a gulp at interval. But Amy drank glass after glass till she became tipsy.

"Hey, are you that happy?"

"Of course I am. Their salary is mouth watering. I can finally do what I want with it" she slurred. Her eyes dimming.

"What's that?"

Amy beckoned her close with her index finger.

"I will take a concubine" she whispered in her ear.

Cressida suppressed her laughter.

"Sure, you can. Now let's get you home. You have drank enough"

"Hello ladies" one of the male patrons was standing at their table. Amy wasn't paying attention. His concentration was on Cressida.

"You are so beautiful" he complimented. She rolled her eyes.

"My name is—"

"I don't give a fuck what your name is. Leave now" she stood up. "Amy, we should go"

He blocked their path. "I didn't say you could"

"Get out of my way"

This man was asking for a beating.

"What can you possibly do to me? Come on, it just one night, how much do you want?"

Her eyes dripped with venom immediately she heard it and her pupils narrowed in rage. The man was a bit intimidated, but he didn't let it show.

She sat Amy down and faced him. "What did you say just now?"

"You heard me. Isn't that what you —"

A blow to his cheek shut him up. A tooth fell out. Cressida frowned. What was Cedric doing here?

Cedric dragged the man up.

"I dare you to repeat that"

"Who the hell are you?"

"You want to know who I am? I'm her husband you bloody fool"

He dealt him another blow in his jaw. He wanted to go on, but Cressida stopped him.

"Let us get out of here"

They had both gone to the bar in a taxi, but Cedric came with his car. He carried Amy into the car and drove her home.

Cressida tucked her in and returned to the car.

"Why were you there? Did you follow me again?"

"Yes"

"Why?"

"I was worried something like that would happen"

"That man would never do anything to me, so there is no need"

Cedric started the ignition and drove.