Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Dylan took the cake box from me, “Work starts at three. Ms. Chloe asked us to attend the program in the

auditorium.”

1 sneered, hating that Ms. Chloe would always ask the scholars to attend university events, thinking we

would benefit from it.

“I‘d rather go to the nursing home,” I uttered, walking toward the restroom to wash my face. I heard Dylan

asking Anya what exactly happened, but she only told me I tripped and ended there.

“Excuse me,” Dylan said as we walked toward the center of the seats in the auditorium. He held my hand

as if I were a child who might get lost inside a big theater. When we reached the three vacant seats, we

sat quietly with Dylan in our midst. “What‘s this about?” I whispered although I could see the Career

Planning title on the wall.

“It‘s when you plan your career after graduation,” Anya grinned at me, explaining briefly what was

obvious.

Dylan chuckled softly, holding our hands like Anya and I would run away from him.

“Quiet you two. It‘s about to start.” Hushing us. “We‘re not watching a movie, you know,” Anya rolled her

eyes as she reminded him, but he didn‘t argue with her.

Career planning... I have seen how this kind of fair helps the graduating students in their career path

because, after the talk, recruiters from various companies will accommodate interested applicants

wanting to join their company in the future.

Although this is exciting, the three of us had already decided that instead of becoming employees, we

would be start up entrepreneurs. Partners. Anya and I have dreamed of owning our school since we

were young, and as for Dylan, he just wanted to join the bandwagon.

I leaned my head on Dylan‘s shoulder, already falling asleep after two guest speakers talked about

career puides, whicn the host called the next and last speaker. I closed my eyes, not

wanting to listen anymore as half of my consciousness was floating in the dreamworld already. I could

hear the speaker was an alumnus, someone incredible... gorgeous. Sky...

“Hmm!” I opened my eyes, blinking as the host called Sky Mars.

He walked to the podium, looking very handsome in a business suit

“He‘s so gorgeous,” A student beside me giggled, secretly taking a picture of Sky. There were some

noises in the audience, but Sky only smiled, his soft lips showing a beautiful smile,

Dylan glances at me as I sit upright.

Sky Mars did not talk about the career path of employment. Instead, he introduced the new program in

their company, supporting small businesses and people wanting to become entrepreneurs. He also

invited students who are interested in pursuing a higher degree in their studies after graduation,

Their program sounds good, but I was not listening I was only looking at the most handsome man who

stole my heart, not knowing he had it. When he finished his talk, the host invited students to go in front of

the microphone if they had any questions, One female student, an elite I recognized at the party, walked

toward the microphone as if she were walking on a runway. “Hi, Sky!” She smiled, tucking her hair behind

her cars and batting her eyelashes before saying her name. “I‘m Isabelle, and I have a question.”

“If she‘s just asking him a date, she should have waited until the event is over,” hissed Anya, glancing

annoyingly at Isabelle. “What‘s your question, Isabelle?” he asked.

I could not help myself from sneering when he smiled at her, wanting to pull her hair for flirting with Sky.

“Are you single?” She asked, causing a roar of laughter in the auditorium but a disappointing sigh and

sullen looks from the professors and guidance counselors.

Sky chuckled.

“What?” Isabelle glanced at the audience. “There were rumors you got married because they saw you

wearing a wedding ring.” Instead of answering, Sky showed his hands without any ring except for one big

ring that Steve Mars was also wearing.

“That‘s a relief because I want to date you,” she laughed. “But here‘s my question.” Isabelle shared her

question about the program, and he answered her, explaining how it could help the community.

Another female student approached the microphone, and when I peeked who it was, I recognized Sheila,

the president of the scholars‘ group. “I‘m Sheila,” She introduced herself. “I‘m interested in the

scholarship you‘re offering, Mr. Mars.”

Sky nodded, explaining again how anyone could avail of it. “Do you have other questions?” “Tract want

to bear come advice from you. Mr. Mars.” When he nodded, she continued, “You‘re

the Mighty Sky, trained and honed by your father at an early age. I wonder if life has ever taken you by

surprise. How did you deal with it?” “If finding a beautiful woman inside my big closet counted, then I

would say yes,” Everyone laughed, even the professors, except for me. “What did you do?” Someone

shouted from the crowd, making everyone laugh again. Even I chuckled, but tears welled in my eyes,

remembering that moment.

“Of course, I dove inside the closet with her,” he joked, then smiled at the crowd. “Life is full of surprises,

but whether good or bad, remember there‘s always an emergency door if we want to breathe, not exactly

to escape but to find an opportunity.”

“You sounded sad, Mr. Mars. Did someone break your heart?” Sheila asked, only wanting to add humor,

but he chuckled softly. “Unfortunately, yes. Someone stole my heart, but she didn‘t know she had it.”