All Chapters of FIFTEEN YEARS AGO: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Smiling, Phoebe stood up with her arms stretched out as she walked closer to him. “It's me! I thought you wouldn't recognize me! I would have been really disappointed.”“I almost didn't recognize you. What are you doing here?”“Is that how you greet someone you've not seen for a very long time?” She asked as she dropped her extended arm. “That's not nice. You should have at least asked how I've been doing.”Shaking her head, she walked round his office. “Whoa! This place has really changed a lot. You did a lot of furnishing. I also noticed the change at home. Whoa! It has been so long. How long has it been? Nine years? Ten?”“Twelve.”“Ah!” She exclaimed as she clapped her hands. “Right! Twelve years. It's been twelve years and you're not showing any sign that you missed me. How then will you react to

“Brother!” Phoebe exclaimed. “I thought you've forgotten about me! Where are you? I tried calling you when I got to the airport. I even thought you changed your number immediately you got back.”"Look at you. Have you been expecting my call that badly that you couldn't even wait before picking up?” Asher teased.“Uhn.” She replied quickly. “Besides, I'm angry that you didn't call at all.”“But I'm calling now.” He defended himself.“You should have called earlier.” She insisted. “Whatever! Are you fine? Where are you?”“One at a time, lady. I'm fine and about where I am. . .” He paused looking round. ". . .I'm not sure, but I was with brother not too long.”“Brother Jared?”“Uhn.”“Really? Did he ask of me?”“Uhn.”“I should go see him soon.” She replied quickly. “Are you coming home?”“No. I'm not.

"Aunt, you're still around? I told you to stop closing late. Do you want the thugs that came by the last time to reappear? If you continue closing late, they'll come back to disturb you.” Josie scolded the restaurant woman.“Oh my! See this girl. You keep on telling me to stop closing late, but you yourself still come by looking for me late. Besides, I can't leave until all my customers leave.”“You still have customers this late?” She asked worriedly. “It's past twelve already. Aunt, if you go on with the rule of customers leaving first, you'll end up sleeping in this place one day. You tell the customers to leave when you want to close, that's the rule.”“But what do I do?” She asked, looking at Asher worriedly and dropping the bottle of drink she was holding. “That person over there is not ready to leave yet. He even ordered for another bottle.”Josie turned to look at Asher who had already placed his head on the

Roosevelt Kitchen (RK)The next morning was very bright. The employees of Roosevelt ktchen resumed work after the brief weekend. The kitchen was divided into different sections where different chefs were assigned different works. Josie Maran and her co-chefs and friends were in section B of the kitchen, where ingredients of important courses gotten by chefs in section A were sorted out accordingly before taken to section C of the kitchen where it is fully cooked and prepared. From section C, it is then transferred to section D, the main place where customers and guests were attended to. Section B was the most lively section in Roosevelt Kitchen; Frederick Hart, a very cheerful guy who associates well with the other chefs, although he doesn't seem to be closely attached to anyone, Heidi Andrew, a pretty young lady who also relates well, Rose Ryan, a talkative and a very troublesome lady, Isabelle Clark, Josie's closest friend and No

The Hernandez's HouseThat morning, the Hernandez family sat for breakfast at the dining table. Chazz and his mother, Rita couldn't help but notice the annoying presence of Phoebe, who didn't bother to acknowledge the obvious fact that her stepbrother and stepmother were feeling uncomfortable. Despite the fact that she spent three years with them before going to the states, they were not fond of each other. They only acted all nice and close in front of Chairman Gabriel - their father, but once alone, they acted cold and distant.“Wow!” Phoebe exclaimed. “It's really nice to be eating homemade meal after a very long time.” She turned to Rita and smiled. “Mum, I missed your cooking. It tastes nice just the way I remember it.”Rita gave her an approving nod knowing she was being sarcastic as she never really liked her cooking and complained a lot before she left.“No wonder Brother Chazz is looking fresh.”

Hernandez GroupAfter a long working day, Chazz called Rachel, his secretary to ask about what he asked her to find out. Bracing herself up, Rachel walked into his office to give the information she had. Finding out information about the names he gave her wasn't an easy thing to do especially with the fact that they both returned back to the country recently, however, she knew she had to report back to Chazz. Not only because she was trying to get on his good sides but because she also had feelings for him and she was still at the verge of verifying if he felt the same way for her.“What have you found out?”“I'm still on it.” She replied. “Phoebe Hernandez is currently in the country and she is a licensed doctor. She'll start as a resident from tomorrow.”"Which hospital?”“Theodore Medicals.”“Not that close to this place. Alexander? What about him?”“

Josie rushed over to where Noah was, but getting to the entrance, she hesitated to enter as she watched Noah for a few minutes. She had stopped by Isabella's place to tell her about what she planned to do. It was the first time she'll be having a drink with Noah ever since she had a crush on him and she planned on telling him about her feelings.“Do you think this is the right time?” Isabella had asked her.“It doesn't matter if I do it now. I would have to do it one day.” She had replied.Finally able to gather the courage to enter, she approached him and stood in front of him until he asked her to sit. Josie felt very anxious as she watched Noah pour her a drink. Noticing the sweat on her hands, Noah could tell she was very anxious. Sighing, he tried to think of a way to make her feel better.“Will you eat rice cakes?”Still feeling very anxious, she hid her hands underneath the table

"Yes. I'm her friend!” Josie replied as she looked straight at the guy only to open her eyes wide in surprise like she had just seen a ghost. "You. . .You. . .” She stuttered.“What are you doing here?” He asked.“Who are you?” The lady asked him.“Why did you allow this lady to come inside? Do you really not know how to act in someone else's house?” He asked, ignoring her question before facing Josie. “You! How did you get here?”“I should be asking you that!” Josie snapped. “What are you doing in someone's apartment?”“Someone's apartment? Who? She?” He asked pointing to the lady. “Did she tell you that?”“I asked you who you are just now.” The lady said.“Hey! Asher, I still don't understand you. Can't you hear her question?”“Do you know him?” The lady asked her.“Hey, look here,” He referred to the lady. “You don't remember, ri

Roosevelt Kitchen.Josie dropped Drake that morning with the promise of checking on him some other time before going to work. It wasn't a very busy day at work and although she was used to the fact that Asher was always watching her without doing anything, she felt his absence. He was fond of coming in late but that wasn't a problem to Josie since she would end up doing all the work alone. That very day, he didn't show up at work. Every twenty minutes, Josie would look towards the door waiting for him to come in, but there was no sign of him. After the afternoon course, she gave up on the fact that he would still come.Noticing her, Isabella walked up to her. “Have you tried calling him?” She asked her.“Who?”“Asher.”“Why should I call him? He should have called me if he wasn't going to come. If we know we'll miss work, are we not the ones that call Mason senior to inform him?”“A