"Sophia, wake up," a feminine voice broke out in her ears as Sophia opened her eyes slowly, taking in the glory of autumn. A smile adorned her lips as she leaned on the headboard.
"Good morning, Marie," she addressed her house-help in return.
"Sophie, it's a big day for you. I can't keep my excitement in check. I am highly charged to see you giving your first press conference today," Marie said as she started making the bed.
Sophia gave her a soft hug and felt lucky to have Marie. She wasn't just an ordinary househelp; Marie was like a second mother to Sophia after her mother, Aurelia Smith, found Marie in search of a job and appointed her on the spot. Since then, there was nowhere Marie would rather be.
Sophia turned around and sat by the huge window, taking in the soft morning breeze with her eyes closed. She had dreamt of this day forever. All the hard work she had done would pay off, and there was no greater feeling than that.
Picking up the new navy pantsuit, she ran her fingers over it with an ever-so-soft yet powerful smile covering her face.
Turning her head, she headed inside the shower. An hour later, she was standing in front of her wall-sized mirror, looking at herself, a new version of herself for new beginnings.
Keeping her head held high, she walked with the power she owned with every move, picking up the keys of her favourite Aston Martin. She sat in her car and drove onto the road.
Taking a driver was an easy option, but Sophia believed in taking charge of her things. She liked to hold power over things. If she saw something she wanted, she would conquer it from a mile away, and if she was detached from it, she could ignore its presence as if it never existed.
Sophie held her head high as she parked her car, and stepped out of it, his newly appointed manager ran toward her.
“Good morning mam,” Richard greeted her.
“Good morning Richs, how's everything going? Sophia asked, greeting him back.
“Mam, things are as planned, now we gotta run a quick introduction session with the employee unit as per your command and the media will be present at the auditorium around 1 pm sharp, we have managed the space for all the employees in the auditorium so no one misses out,” Richard finished off telling her the process of the work she ordered for.
Sophia smiled at him.
“I am pretty much impressed with your work, Richard, and are you guys successful in choosing the perfect Secretary for me, I want perfection, you remember that right,” She said giving a small smile.
One could never judge what was going on in her mind with her face, she had a calm demeanor people could hardly judge, growing up in a family of high-profile people she was well aware of how to manage the people around her and how to make them sway on her fingers.