The Man With Two Faces

Jordan was all decorum, suaveness and wittiness. Everything you can ever want in a man, Sheryl thought. And he was sitting in front of her, facing her, paying her his fullest attention.

Sheryl couldn't hardly believe her good luck. Her first day at work and she got asked out to lunch by the hottest man in the whole office. A dresser herself, she could fully appreciate his choice of attire - Mont Blanc cufflinks. Armani tie. Hugo boss shoes.

And over lunch, they discovered they had so much in common. They both came from Kuang. They both knew a lot of mutual Kuang people.

"Strange that we never crossed paths before, eh?" Jordan commented and flashed her a dimpled smile.

"Very strange indeed," she smiled back happily at him.

Lunch was. Unbelievably. Perfect.

The measley 1 hour of lunch they shared whizzed by. Soon she found herself floating back to her cubicle.

She was still daydreaming when Greta from the IT department slammed down her phone and stomped towards her neighbour.

"Arrggggh! That Jordan is really the pits! I can't take it anymore. Here, you go fix his pc," Greta growled softly.

"No, no, no. It's your turn to entertain him. I've had my quota of abuse to last me a whole month," my neighbour shook his head.

Greta sighed, "Oh, alright. I just can't understand why can't he take the trouble to be a little less rude to us. He doesn't have to be nasty, does he?"

"Well, you know, how some people are. The support staff is deemed to be beneath their radar. Speaking of which, you better go before he blows his top off."

As Greta marched away, Sheryl's mouth gaped in shock. Of course she had to listen in to their conversation. They were talking about Jordan. The perfect gentleman who was her lunch partner for the day. Could there be another Jordan in the office perhaps?

She decided to do some detective legwork. She picked up her thermal mug and made her way to the pantry. Sure enough, she spotted Greta's ample bottom clad in bright green pants huffing and puffing under Jordan's desk, adjusting some cables. And Jordan (the very same one who hailed from Kuang), was nonchalantly sitting on his chair and chomping down an apple while waiting for his pc to be fixed.

"Eh, how long will this take? I don't have all day, you know," he suddenly barked at poor Greta.

Sheryl shook her head in amazement as she continued walking to the pantry. Who would have thought that a mean character hid behind all that decorum and charm?

"Only three things in a man's character will never change, Sheryl," her mom had told her before. "His integrity, generosity and kindness. All other traits are nice to have but these three are essentials. Remember that, dearie and you will do well in choosing the right man when the time comes."

Sheryl supposed she was lucky to discover Jordan's true colors the very first day she met him. All the Hugo Boss shoes in the world could not detract the meanness in him. But oh, what a day it has been!

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