Chapter 1
Natalie’s POV
“Are you sure that you want to hold this mission? I can go with you. ” Isaiah opened my office’s door. "Only if you want to."
I rolled my eyes. "Isaiah, can you please leave me alone?" I said irritably with his forehead furrowed. "I can do the mission without you, understand?"
He just shrugged and sighed. "Okay." After saying that, he left my office.
I was overwhelmed by my senses and I started to sigh heavily without any reason. I don't know if I'm nervous or just excited about my mission. What’s my mission? I need to save the president from his kidnappers. The mission just arrived and it was given to me by Captain Jameson, my dad. But I don’t see him as one. They say that this mission is dangerous but for me, it’s not. So exciting!
I started to open the briefing file I was holding which contained the things I should know about this ‘mission’. The exact place where the president is, the money they want, and so on. It's funny because they are only asking for five million in exchange for the president.
"Are you ready for your mission, Natalie?" I looked up at Abys. I smile, a fake one. “Do you need help?”
I closed the file and laid it on my desk. “Yes, I’m ready for my mission. I just need to talk to the first lady about currency exchange. I don’t need help, just take care of what mission Captain will give you. ”
He smiled. “Sounds good. If you need help, don’t hesitate to call me. I’m free every time. ” I laughed because he said that. "Why?"
"If you can say you're free every time you think your schedule isn't full." He laughed at what I said.
"Well, then good luck to your mission," he smiled at me and adjusted his suit. "I'll go now, I still have a meeting."
"Take care!"
When he came out of my office, I was somehow relieved. I’m not comfortable when I’m talking to him. As you can see, he is my step brother. He’s the legal child of Jameson Calleai and I’m just an illegitimate child. I'm not the only child out there. I do research to find them but I am disappointed.
I pack my things before I leave my office. I first went through the condo where I was staying to make arrangements. I still need to clean up the clutter I left this morning. Maybe I'll have lunch there too. I'm the only one who makes a living for myself. My mom died because of a heart attack. I was not in CALLEAI at that time so he did not have surgery. She already has a donor but sadly, I don’t have the money to support her. I did everything to save money for her surgery. I try to join a group where I can be a bad guy. I also tried to approach papa but he never let me talk to him. She's embarrassing me.
When I got to the condo I started cooking my last stock of spicy noodles in my pantry. I'm not that good at cooking noodles or I just buy a cooked dish on the nearby calendar. I'm learning to cook but I just need time. I immediately ate the noodles when they were cooked. When I finished eating I washed what I had eaten this morning and today. Then I cleaned the whole living room as well as my bedroom.
When I finish doing all the chores, I take a shower. I wear black cocktail dress and I accessorize it with a black clutch, a four inches black stiletto, and jewelry to top off the whole look. I put some light make-up on my face to enlighten it. I smiled in the mirror when I saw myself. I am beautiful.
I'm not tired of looking at myself in the mirror, I'm disturbed by whoever's calling. I picked up my cell phone tucked into my black clutch and looked at who was calling. First lady.
"Hello, is this Natalie's number?"
I cleared my throat before answering her question. “Yes, Natalie speaking. How can I help you? ” I want to laugh at myself because I’m like a call center agent.
"I'm already here in the place we talked about, I'll wait for you."
“I’m on my way there, Mrs. Chavez. ”
My eyes almost popped out when I arrived at the said place where the first lady and I would talk. I picked up my cell phone again to read the address it sent me.
“Champagne Room. Inside Manila Hotel Lobby, 1 Roxas Boulevard One Rizal Park, Manila, Ermita, Manila, 1000 Metro Manila… ” I read the address.
Nice. I feel like I'm in another country because of the interior designs. Beat the chandeliers. I keep feeling my wealth. When I got tired of looking, I went inside. I immediately saw Mrs. Chavez because she is so quick to recognize. She’s wearing a floral wrap dress that suits her. Her shoulder-length black hair was loose. This is the first time I have seen the first lady in person.
“Good afternoon, Mrs. Chavez. Sorry for being late. ” I bow to show some respect before I sit on the vacant seat.
“It’s ok. I reserved this place for the two of us so that no one will know that the president is missing. ” she smiled. But there was still a trace on her face that she was worried about her husband.
The public did not know the president was missing. When the kidnappers find out that someone made news that the president is missing, the president will die.
"I'll do the mission at eight o'clock," I told her while sipping vodka. "I will do everything to save and not harm the president."
I was shocked when she took my hand and started to cry. "P-Please do everything to save him, please."
I smiled at her and held her hand. "I will not disappoint you."
