Chapter 11

The next morning, Hazel and her son sat down for breakfast before they prepared for their respective duties, Hazel for work and Liam son for school. After safely seeing her son off on the school bus, she made her way to bus park. Her grace and elegance were undeniable as she strolled confidently in stilettos, clutching her handbag with poise. Her hair was neatly tied in a ponytail, a hairstyle that accentuated her striking facial features.

“Taxi,” she called, summoning a taxi with grace. Once inside, she calmly instructed the driver, “Starlight,” the vehicle smoothly navigated through the city streets, stopping at a high–rise building at the heart of the city where she gracefully alighted.

At the office, Hazel was greeted with warm pleasantries from her coworkers as she walked in. “Good morning Miss Rashford,” they chimed in unison, to which she replied with a warm smile, “Good morning.”

Hazel was in high spirits that morning, fueled by her love for her children, her passion for her job, and the imminent surgery that would help her daughter, Daisy. She admired the company’s tasteful and bright design, feeling a deep sense of fulfillment in this place she worked.

She waited for the elevator and joined her coworkers on the journey to her work floor, quietly humming a song. Polite exchanges of greetings filled the elevator as they rode up, and when the Director joined them, Hazel’s positive energy was infectious. “Good morning boss,” her colleagues greeted him, to which he replied, “I’ll join you guys in this. The executive elevator broke down.”

Hazel continued to hum while tapping her feet lightly.

The Director couldn’t help but comment, “The things kids would do to you.” Confused, Hazel asked, “Hmm. What?”

The Director chuckled, “You didn’t even realize it, but you were humming the PJ Masks theme song.”

realization, admitting, “Ohhh my goodness.” She often found herself inadvertently singing

The Director playfully surrendered, “Hey, I’ve got five kids. And

princess doing?” one

be able to get her surgery

brought her twins to work, endearing them to her colleagues. She

elevator doors opened, Hazel stepped out, bidding her coworkers, “Well, have a nice day,” before heading to her office,

contain her excitement. “We got it!” she squealed, dancing around. Hazel

was rapidly expanding, and

its growth. While Hazel had initially worked at her family’s cafe, observed Chloe’s passion for design and creativity. A year after giving birth, Hazel joined Starlight, a fast–growing design company. “Believe it, hun, you made it all possible,” Chloe cheered

as their celebration reached its

in her mind. However, as she contemplated her

at the forefront of the team that had produced the winning designs for this contract. Her dedication and creative prowess had been integral in clinching the deal. She had poured her heart and soul into the project, but

to ask for a leave or resign if it

she immediately noticed Hazel’s troubled expression. “Is this about Daisy?” she inquired with a sigh, anticipating Hazel’s concerns. “You know what this means, right? The project is

the higher–ups,” she assured Hazel. “You need to stay here, considering how disruptive moving you

team led the design, we’ll have to relocate to the Los Angeles branch and collaborate directly with the company that recently acquired J.T.” Hazel was taken aback. “Wait! I thought J.T was in

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