The next morning.......
The shrill, insistent beeping of Annabelle's limited edition phone cut through the silence of the room, jarring her awake.
Annabelle picked up her phone and saw that it was Harry.
"That son of a bitch why is he calling me?" she scoffed before leaving the phone letting it ring. The phone continued to ring for about 3 more times but Annabelle ignored it.
Just then a text came in, Annabelle picked up her phone to see the text.
"Arise and shine princess, it's time to go job hunting. Remember you have to pay bills and rent" she felt like shoving her phone into Harry's mouth.
Annabelle rifled through her closet, pushing aside designer dresses and couture suits until she came upon a plain black pantsuit. It was the least expensive item in her closet, but it would do the job. She pulled it from the hanger and slipped it on, shivering as the fabric brushed against her bare skin. She looked at herself in the mirror and frowned. Without the designer labels and expensive accessories, she looked like a shadow of her former self.
Annabelle slipped into her shoes and picked up her bag. She walked out of her bedroom, her footsteps heavy with the weight of her memories. It had been that way ever since she and Harry had broken.
Her thoughts turned to her parents and her sister, Leslie, who had died too young. She felt the familiar ache of loss, like a dull knife twisting in her heart. She tried to push the memories away, but they clung to her like cobwebs, haunting her with the ghosts of the past. She took a deep breath and forced herself to keep moving, one foot in front of the other.
Annabelle remembered how Leslie died just because they didn't have enough money for her surgery.
Annabelle was very disappointed after the whole country was against her after all she did. She was the one who single handedly created three oil refineries in the country so it'd help the economy, she built five schools and 1 hospital yet they all made her look like the villan. That was the only reason why she was crying and also Harry's betrayal too.
After all her family members died she vowed to be rich, after her hard work paid off she was one of the richest people only for love to bring her back to where she had started from which made her very angry.
"What's wrong child you've been cursing for about a minute" Mr Yang's voice snapped her back to life.
"I'm fine Mr yang" Annabelle assured her with a sweet smile.
"Ohh please don't be formal call me grandpa" Mr yang said with a genuine smile. "Alright Grandpa"
"What's the matter child" Mr yang asked and Annabelle sighed. "The thing is, I know you know who I used to be but now I'm forced to live like this" she sighed again, when she was announced bankrupt she cried and cried but now she knows tears can't solve her problem.
"I know child, but then I don't know why your boyfriend brought you here Instead of helping you out" Mr yang wondered.
Annabelle's bankruptcy wasn't linked to Harry but she knew it was all his plans, how can give him 50 percent of her properties then realizes he has a hold of another 30 percent behind her back that alone made her confirm. It was just like a joke when she found out most of her properties were already under his name, he gave her some documents to sign which she didn't read in the name of trust.
"We broke off our engagement, I guess he didn't love me enough" Annabelle muttered and Mr yang tapped her back gently.
"I feel your pain but then life goes on. I know you don't have much but then you have to find a job and I know about a vacancy for a waitress that's if you're interested" Mr Yang offered.
"I'm interested i can start today if they won't mind" Annabelle replied immediately, she didn't want to sulk at home. Annabelle might be looking soft on the outside but then she's a tough girl on the inside. Mr yang admired Annabelle so much she reminded him of his daughter who was in Italy.
"Okay I'd bring in the address and are you sure you can start today" Annabelle nodded her head vigorously.
"I have nothing doing anyway so I'd do that" Annabelle muttered earning a sigh from Mr Yang. "Okay I'd be back soon " Mr yang said then he stood up, immediately he left Annabelle sighed.
"You can do this Annabelle all you have to do is serve food and drinks with a smile on your face. You can do this" she cheered herself up.
Mr Yang handed her a card, "Hmm, Dylan's Restaurant shop sounds promising" Annabelle said with a smile. "Alright just hail a cab, here take this" Mr Yang handed her some dollar notes.
"Grandpa it's too much for me to accept" she refused politely, he gave her dinner last night she didn't want to give the old man to pity her.
"Child just accept it, I know you need it. Just hail a cab from the gate. I'd be angry if you don't receive it" she had no choice but to accept it.
"Thank you for this I promise to return it back when I have" she said with a high pitched voice, causing Mr Yang to smile.
"Okay then child, go so you'd be able to start today" she quickly grabbed her purse and ran outside, in no time she found a cab then she gave him that address.
Annabelle entered the restaurant and immediately walked to the counter.
"How many I help you ma'am" The lady by the counter said politely. "I want to apply as a waitress" Annabelle said and she smiled.
"Okay one second" Annabelle looked at her name tag 'Yvonne'.
Yvonne was about to Dial the number on the telephone when a crashing sound was heard.
"That's the fifth plate today, it's definitely coming out for your paycheck" An angry voice was heard.
"Okay sir" Yvonne dropped the call.
"Follow me" Yvonne said and they started walking to his office.
"I really hope you get hired. You look friendly and I like you. Don't worry our boss is kind and generous too" Yvonne said enthusiastically.
"I'm Yvonne"
"I'm Annabelle" Annabelle introduced herself briefly.
"Don't worry about what you heard before, our manager is always angry. I'm glad the boss is around today if he wasn't you might not get a job " Yvonne sulked but cheered up immediately.
"Here we are, don't worry he's in a good mood" Yvonne said with a wink. Annabelle smoothed out her clothes and then arranged her hair with her fingers before clearing her throat. She knocked on the door "come in" a deep masculine voice welcomed her.
Annabelle walked in and was surprised when she saw who was on seat.
"Dylan"
Dylan was Annabelle's first crush in highschool, back in highschool days Annabelle had a huge crush on Dylan and immediately he found out Dylan made sure he cleared it up ever since they've been good friends. Annabelle was the one who helped Dylan when his business was going under.
Annabelle made sure he was back on his feet, she bought 3 other places for him to establish his business which he was really grateful for. He knew she wasn't showing off, she was just concerned about him.
When Dylan heard the news of her bankruptcy he was so worried about how she was going to feel after this.
"I'm sorry I haven't contacted you lately, it's just that I've been busy and you know Harry, he's a jealous guy. I don't want him to harm you and my engagement was also a prior factor too" she muttered with her head lowered, she didn't have time for her only friend because of work and her fiancee which made her feel bad.
"It's fine Belle. I'm just worried about you how have you been surviving" He asked and Annabelle sat down.
"I just have to be strong for myself, I just can't believe my 3 years of hard work going down the drain all because of that monster" Annabelle gritted clenching her fist.
"What do you mean" Dylan asked confused at her sudden behavior.