Beauty and the billionaire

hat annoy me and there are o

om the opposite apartment is one t

what happened to empathy? Some of us have real jobs wh

Samuel Oliver, my neighbor. He is an extremely wealthy man and he is rumored

ately, and that is all he'll ever be. He has to

elf. I don't know how or why I know so much about the man. I am not against people spending their own money but at least not so extravagantly. I come from a f

walk over to the bathroom. I pull my blue sweater over m

ound the bathroom, scrunching my nos

he world but at least I don't bother people's sleep at night. I

s, I walk over to my desk where I say a

n they have a neighbor who they are certainly aware works the entire day? Don't ask me how I know he knows. Of course, he hears my door closing and o

nd sigh heavily. It's difficult living the life that I live but I chose this path

ed I am. Other days, I get very excited for the work I do and

bed in hopes of getting some sleep. Suddenly, m

w that is one of my other major annoyances. I

ably made an observation that she wants to air, an observation that

almost snap at her but I pause then inhale deeply and t

r bothered to change the locks after the first time she got in. That's also

nched teeth and she dips her head

rare occurrence," She says. Anger flares up within me but I manage to force it down. "Look, I did not wake up on the wrong side of the b

on't yet understand," she says, walking over to my desk and sitting on it. She seems to w

and what I'm saying. Hey, Rose. Just relax a bit. I don't understand what you get yourself all worked up for. It has been such a lon

n't know, Clarissa. I have been stressed and there hav

t or some kind of creature. This is coupled with the fact that a few days ago, I had to go through an entire week of noises

the stress that you've been through these past few days. I'm sorry for all of that. I think that maybe you should take a day off. Ignore thes

ded to live like Clarissa, who was very content with spending our parents’ money and living lavishly. But if there is o

ing to get the capital for that?" I ask her. She pauses as she stares at me then she shakes her h

sposal," she says. I turned away from her and climb into the bed, hiding myself underneath its covers. I

stand on my feet instead of depending on my parents, it started to seem like nothing in my life

of dresses which models wear on Broadway but I’ve been stuck w

like I’ve been trapped. I had to ask a friend to let me live in his apartment after I couldn’t set

nity to gloat and try to control my life again. I can’t do that to myself. Life

asks, her nose stuck in the air. I run my fingers tiredly through my h

f you want to stay in business so badly, create the designs yourself or hire someone else. Of course, I say that in my head. I hate

thout the security of family. However, I had to leave when the time came. Despite being family, our values did

ttom lip, trying to remember what she said. Right! The designs. "I'd like to speak to your fat

w about you shove a stick down your throat till you choke on it? "You should hire more hands," I say. "What?" "Yes, Sandy. We make enough money to pay three more people to

your burnout. If you burn out, we'll hire fresh hands. Get to work, Rose. Talking doesn't foot your

inside of my palm. This is ridiculous. Nobody deserves this kind

s retirement started making rounds. I wish to quit this company a

ybe it's high time I do some