Ouch! my ceo fiancé fell for his maid by Lisa alman novel Chapter 129

9- Cherie (Book 2)

"You are hiding something. We know that. Either it's related to Adonis. The man you met a few days back or it's related to Elijah, Justin’s friend, who you seem to know. Whatever it is. We don’t want to pry into your life, Eve. But please remember. We are your friends, and we want to let you know that we will always be there by your side no matter what you decide."

Ashley was holding my hand, sitting at the edge of the bed. Hooking her thumbs in her shorts pockets, Aniya was standing looking at us. Justin was leaning against the doorframe listening to his wife but didn't comment.

To avoid Adonis, I had decided to stay here but my friends knew there was something, I was not letting them know.

Justin cleared his throat, "By any chance... Is any of these men trying to stalk you or bully you?" Justin asked me sincerely.

I shook my head quietly trying to control the tears that were at the brink of my eyes. How to tell my friends that Elijah and Adonis were the names of the same man?

No, he was not the stalker, nor he was a bully. I was the one bullying myself. I told myself silently. Justin peeled himself from the doorframe and walked to the bed.

Taking the place beside his wife, he held my hands, ‘Tell us, honey. What do you want? Should we arrange your visits to the doctor? Or should we ask someone to visit you here? We can't leave you alone." He had worry in his eyes and I was feeling ashamed for disturbing my friends' lives due to my personal problems.

"Oh, no!" Justin spoke, "I know that look. You are not a burden on us, Eve. For God’s sake."

Aniya stepped forward, putting her hand on my shoulder, "We're here for you, Eve. Whatever it is, we’ll help you through it. You don't have to go through this alone.”

Ashley rubbed my knee, "Just tell us what's going on, Eve. We won't judge you. We just want to help."

I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of their concern and support. "It's complicated," I started, "I just...I don’t know how to explain it."

Justin gave my hand a gentle squeeze, "Take your time, Eve. We're not going anywhere."

I looked up at their kind faces and felt a lump in my throat. These were my true friends, the ones who would stick with me through thick and thin.

Finally, I spoke, "C... Can I get some time? I am sorry, guys but right now I am a mess. I just need some time. I promise I will confide in you."

Aniya's eyes seemed misty, 'Take all the time in the world. Just don’t forget that we are here."

I nodded slowly, 'Thank you."

Ashley's expression turned to one of concern, "Oh, Eve. We just can't see you in pain. Ok?" I nodded at her.

"I didn't want to burden you guys with my problems. And besides, I think I can handle it on my own."

Justin spoke up, "Well, you don’t have to handle it on your own. We're here for you, and we'll do whatever it takes to help you through this. After all, what are friends for?"

I felt a sense of relief wash over me as I looked at them. I knew I could count on them to support me, no matter what.

***

"We are about to go hundred percent on appointments. You all have got just one month. Please start informing your clients that we won't be entertaining any more walk-ins. Word of mouth is the best. We have printed our brochures. You all are welcome to distribute them in your neighborhood, among your friends, to your boyfriends." I smiled at my staff who were listening to me intently.

This was my first day at the studio after my sickness. We were having a quick meeting in the back room of the Salon. Mrs. Margret had made sure to ask all the staff members to reach there fifteen minutes before the opening time.

As promised, she had prepared a bomb marketing strategy for the promotion of the salon. I had convinced her to take up the desk job and hire a girl who could be keen to learn from her.

"So, any questions you need to ask?” I asked my staff who were happy to see me again.

Jessica, one of my senior stylists, raised her hand. "Yes, Eve. What about the soc*ial media presence? Are we going to be more active on it?" she asked.

"Absolutely," I replied. 'We need to make sure we're reaching our audience where they are. So, we'll be posting more frequently and using more hash* tags to increase our visibility."

Samantha, our pedicure specialist, chimed in. "And what about online booking? Are we going to start offering that?"

"Yes, we definitely are," I said. "We're going to be launching a new web*site in the next few weeks that will allow clients to book appointments online. We'll also be sending out email reminders for appointments and promotions.'

Mrs. Margret added, "And don't forget about the referral program. We're offering a discount for clients who refer a friend, so make sure to let everyone know about that too."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and I could see the excitement building among my team. We were all ready to take the salon to the next level.

"Alright then, let's get to work," I said, standing up and clapping my hands." We've got a lot to do in the next month, but I know we can do it. Let's make this the best month yet!

When all of them were about to stand up I quickly made another announcement 'And one more thing, team. As a token of appreciation for your hard work, I've decided to offer a bonus to each one of you at the end of the month."

The room erupted with cheers and applause. My staff members were thrilled, and I could see the gratitude in their eyes.