Agatha Anderson
Agatha Anderson

In the end, man will be alone at the end of his life.

So why bother looking for a companion if it does not apply forever?

- Agatha Anderson

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The sound of the knocking of heels rang out in the quiet room, the woman standing with her hands folded in front of her chest staring out the glass wall of her study.

"So what did all of your words mean Josh?" he asked a man who looked perfect in his black suit. The neatly styled hair made it look like a beautiful sculptured masterpiece when the sunlight shone through the glass.

"I have to say it how many times Miss? Ah, no-I'm already very upset with you now Agatha!"

"Everything just sounds like crap in my ear Josh. And I can't understand it at all."

The handsome man who was sitting leaning against the edge of the table again sighed tiredly. It had been an hour that the two of them were in this room talking about the same thing over and over again. And the woman before him seemed deaf to all that she had said.

"Agatha, think about what I said and don't give me a headache." the man put down his cup of coffee and walked over to the beautiful woman standing still.

"I don't understand at all."

"Yes, you understand Agatha. Very well know what I'm talking about. Just don't want to understand, think about everything I said and give me an answer as soon as possible. I don't want to be hanged by your father."

Then the man turned around already too tired to talk to an Agatha. Nothing can beat Agatha Anderson's stubbornness. And immediately returning to his room was the best way to cool his head.

Agatha with an indecipherable expression still stood there pensively pampering her eyes with the sight of hundreds of buildings from the glass walls. The small-looking buildings from the 23rd floor are where they are now.

Damn it, why didn't the old man talk directly to her instead of Joshua? Oh of course for the old man he was nothing more than a money-making device he could not talk to.

Agatha turned around and pressed a button on the phone on her desk.

"Josh, come back to my room."

"Sorry, but I don't want Miss. I just opened my door and came in but you told me to come back? I haven't even had a chance to sit down. You're nuts! I'm waiting for your answer as soon as possible."

And without speaking again, the man he called Joshua who was his personal assistant closed their conversation. Don't misunderstand Joshua's attitude towards Agatha. If you know the work of a lion charmer, that's Joshua. He was the only man who could control Agatha, who could shout, scold and reject an Agatha at certain situations.

Special?

Of course, because Joshua was actually a friend who was forcibly bound by Agatha. Someone who should now be a great lawyer but must give up his dream because of the actions of an Agatha and end up with the position of personal assistant for 5 years.

Well I guess enough about Joshua we'll talk about it again, and we'll go back to Agatha who now really wants to smash the glass wall in front of her and jump off the 23rd floor.

"Oh damn!" he then took a cigarette from his drawer, lit it and smoked it slowly. That puff of smoke from his lips made his figure look haughty, indisputable, and absolute.

His chaotic mind required him to be friendly with that nicotine rod.

After all the things that had gone by were fine, it was suddenly Joshua who came up with news that he never wanted to hear at all. The news definitely came from his family after the agenda met his father this afternoon. It's not Joshua's fault, it's just that the man should be ready to be the target of resentment and anger for everything related to his life.

Sipping back and exhaling the smoke slowly now Agatha chose to lay down on one of the sofas in the corner of her room after making sure to lock the door through the remote she held. Agatha pinched her forehead which felt dizzy and tired.

"Fuckin' news, just hearing it I'm already feeling dizzy. What else do I have to do to avoid it?" he murmured and then took another sip of his cigarette.

Instead of not having a desire that is generally shared with someone who accompanies his life later, it's just that the concept of spending the rest of his life with someone is not a suitable thing for Agatha's thinking.

He is quite good at socializing, he is even quite professional at building relationships with anyone without exception, but still his head refuses every time the picture of a serious relationship begins to be printed on his head.

Taking care of her life alone was already troublesome enough so why would she have to trouble herself again just to take care of the lives of others? Especially if it's for good, isn't it very troublesome?

There are many things he wants to do alone and many things he has to accomplish alone.

That romantic concept had long since been thrown out of the heart and life of an Agatha. Who knows when to begin can no longer understand what romanticism is glorified by millions of people.

If in this world there is one thing that becomes the final list of his wishes, it is marriage.

Agatha hated everything with the concept of marriage. BIG NO'S! for that damn thing!!!

And that's what Joshua told him. A proposal from a conglomerate family addressed to her on status would wait indefinitely until Agatha would answer it.

A little strange from the dozens of applications that usually come to him, but Agatha did not care because for him all the applications were offers that must be rejected.

And for that Agatha had to be prepared because sooner or later her father would have intervened if Joshua could not do the job from her. It is also what makes Agatha more reluctant because anything related to her father will only end up as a debate.

"Why do humans have to pair up? After all, they'll also split up eventually, so why the trouble of finding one person just to make you happy?" he murmured slowly with eyes that were now starting to get heavy.

He placed the half-smoked cigarette into the ashtray, then after closing the curtain and making sure the room was dark Agatha began to close her eyes.

The office is the second home where she can feel safe from the distractions of the world, even now her phone vibrating continuously on the table did not make Agatha disturbed and continued her break hoping that what had just happened was just a nightmare.

Agatha Anderson, a beautiful woman who is full of perfection and goodness that accompanies her but in an instant can become Angel from the Hell when alone or with Joshua.

Yet no one really knows the two sides of an Agatha Anderson.

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