Running On Empty

Chapter 11~Silya~

I have also been able to gather some information on possible brides for hi as well. They are all very wealthy, diligent and beautiful ladies. I was very interested in this one lady that looked a lot like his mother. She was also interested in him. Please make sure that Madeline and Garrett know about this as well and when you get back, meet with me and I will make sure to pay you for all your time.

Please continue to keep in mind what I told you before.

Please also give me a call when you are on your way back here."

Sent on Thursday at 9:46 p.m.

I scrolled down a little more and found that the last message that was sent was an image. It had to be a photo of that girl that Jaylin's father had found for him to marry. My thumb shook a little as I went back and forth on whether to open it or not in my mind. If I did I know I would only be sad about this whole thing, on the other hand, it was part of my job to do as what Jaylin's father had instructed me. I closed my eyes shut and then slammed my thump on the "envelop" and it opened.

She was indeed very beautiful. She had blond curly hair that had been neatly tied up into a half ponytail with a pink bow that went perfect with her pink and white lace dress. A gentle smile with her shiny green eyes gave a very warm air to her. She was sitting up in a chair with her hands neatly placed on her lap as if she were sipping tea with the Queen of England. Her cheekbones were delicate with a small dimple on the right side of her face. They would be great couple. I hated the sound of that.

Beeeppp....beeeppp....beeep....click. His voice came through the other end.

"Good morning, Headmaster. This is Silya Emerson." I said, trying to sound like a professional about it.

There was chuckling coming from the end, before he finally spoke. "My, my, Silya! There's no reason to be so formal with me! I am very glad you called. I assume that you read my message and saw the picture...didn't you, my dear?"

"Yes, she looks like a billion dollars," I said, forcing myself to smile so I could sound a little more pleasant.

"Doesn't she?! Oh I absolutely knew that she was the perfect match for him when she walked through my office doors! She knows how to cook very well and her father is an associate for my college days. It turns out she is quite educated in the preforming arts as well. She is seven-teen as well!" He paused for a moment, as he was waiting for me to respond.

"Yes...she sounds like such a delight. I'm sure your son will be very happy to meet her. Hopefully, he will agree with me." My hands started to shake a little again and I tried regaining my grip on my phone.

"How is he doing? Where is he?" His voice suddenly grew with curiosity.

I glanced over my shoulder to look at the couch, still hearing him snoring in the background. "He's sleeping right now."

There was a pause before he spoke again. "You sound like you're getting softer with him...is there something going on between you two?"

"No, sir...I am just tired from all the commotion this morning." I could feel the lie come straight out through my teeth.

"Oh, yes...I see," he said rather understandingly. "I have some business to attend to, I will call you later when you all get back home."

"Yes, sir." I clicked the "end call" button and threw my phone to the ground.

I walked over to the couch. And slid down next to where Jaylin was sleeping. How could this all work out? That girl would like Jaylin because he was nice, well- mannered. I was just a person that had been hired to teach him about new things. After they had met, they would go off and get married. I was just someone who was hired by his father to show him about new things in the world. He would be moving on shortly after all this to become the next heir to his father's company.