After our little conversation about resemblance, Frank returned back to processing my documents until he was done. "I sent your details to the accounting department, you would be notified as soon as your i.d card, workspace, and other necessary things are ready" he said.
"Alright, thank you... so much!" I said smiling broadly, finally I would become a staff in one of the successful energy companies in the continent.
"You are welcome" he smiled back at me and asked if he could walk me around the mansion before he drove me home.
"Sure!" I agreed and gently stood to my feet. He did the same and together, we walked out of his office. We headed downstairs and he showed me around some of the rooms in the mansion.
Whenever we walk pass a servant, they would bow to us as if we were some kind of knights or something. Their expression when they switch ways, you would assume they were serving a emperor.
Was Frank hard on them? Or were they just trying to do their best to the best of their ability? And Frank, he didn't even used to mind. He would pretend as if they don't exist. I was the one trying my best to appreciate their wonder gesture.
Anyways, it wasn't as if I was used to them. This was the first time seeing them and I probably would react like Frank someday when I became fed up by the respect given.
When we arrived at the workout room, he asked if I had ever used some of the instruments there. His question was funny, I had to laugh. And when I did he asked what was funny.
"You asked if I'd ever used these before, meanwhile I already told you that I was an introvert" I responded.
"My bad, but didn't you guys have a gym in the College? You ought to have one, it's really important" he said walking around the workout room and running his hand across the instruments.
"They probably had, I mean thr gym you asked about. But I wasn't really the type that is into gym, we girls don't really used to mind. We could do other exercises like running, jugging, climbing, and even hiking. But we don't do press up, pull up, or carry heavy weight. We are fragile, you know?" I said as he laughed out loud.
"Speek for yourself, I used to have a friend before and she's very good at gym. Although she's a boxer" he said.
"Can you compare me with her? You just said it, she's a boxer. That means, she's an extrovert. She's also..." I said halfway as he cut in,
"Alright, I get it, you are different. People, normally, are different. I shouldn't have compare you with her in the first place" he scolded himself, feigning guilty.
"It's okay, so can we check another place?" I uttered, glancing at me wristwatch.
"Yeah, sure" he said, walking over to me, "What says by the time?" he asked.
"It's almost eleven, few minutes to" I responded.
"Wow, so fast" he heaved a sigh, "Let's go and check other places then, there are few more rooms remaining"
"Okay" I followed him out of the workout room. Thus, we headed to other rooms around and he showed me many things, even his father's arts room. His father was actually a lover of arts and he used to paint too at leisure.
When I asked Frank why he didn't like painting like his father, he told me they have different preferences. He was actually trying to get back at me about what I said earlier relating to gym.
After leaving the mansion, we walked around other areas of the house. The garden, private dock and even their underground garage. First when we arrived at the garden, I was surprised to see all kinds of flowers there.
The French Lavenders, English Lavenders, Hibiscus flowers, Sunflowers, Rose flowers, and many more. They were well arranged in a remarkable man, and were watered and taken cared of by professionals gardeners.
Frank plugged one of the rose flowers and extended it to me, telling me to smell it and tell him if I like the smell. Of course I would like the smell, who wouldn't? I smelled it and made a positive comment, which prompted him to smile and heave a sigh.
After leaving the garden, we headed to the private dock. There, he showed me some of their boarts and his father's personal yacht. They had one cabin cruiser, two dinghys, boats, three watercrafts, and two canoes.
His father's personal yatch was a kilometer away on water, there was a bridge to lead us there but I insisted on staying. Frank annoyingly asked why, and I told him I was scared of waters.
He tried to convince me to follow him to the yacht but all efforts to no avail. However, I promised to follow him there some day, to which he gladly agreed. He was the understanding type, you know?
Talking about the yacht, the number of boats they had was too much for a family that isn't that big. They were only two, Mr and Mrs Walters. Then their son, Frank... who turned out to be their one and only child.
"I would like us to take one of those watercrafts out but since you are scared of drowning, we should be going" he sarcastically said, although I didn't find it funny. For that reason, I didn't reply him. I only crooked a smile and pretended as if I was okay by what he said.
Hence, we went to the underground garage. I initially never knew there was a garage there until he swiped through his phone and suddenly, the entrance to the garage emerged and the gate opened.
"Don't panic, it's just a door" Frank said and gently began leading the way into the garage. "This is where we keep the auctioned vehicles we purchase, they may look old to you but they worth fortune" he added.
"Wow," I walked over to a vintage sedan and ran my hand over its body, "this is amazing"
"Yes it is," Frank commented, "the Feral30 classic sedan manufacturered by Grand Motors Limited. It was first introduced to the European markets in 1930, but wasn't shipped to America until 1933"
"That's amazing!" I looked into its interior.
"Yes, old but fashionable. Here is another one, it's among the few vehicles owned by the famous Hollywood actor, Jacob Ray from the 50s. He had this special love for craft and made so much adjustments to his vehicle. You can easily identify his vehicle through his unique customizations" he explained as we walked over to the car.
"Jacob Ray, his name sounds familiar. I must have came across his biography before, but wait a second, was he the one that customized his vehicles himself?" I asked out of curiosity.
"Of course not" he laughed out loud, "Ray has his engineers, from a Toronto based car manufacturing Company, Novak. They did the customizations for all his cars"
"Nice!" I blurted.
"And here comes the Arctic Queen, she was the only one of her kind and was manufactured personally for the Queen of Salvania. My dad bought it at a whooping sum of forty-five million dollars at the auction" he said, laying emphasis on the sum as he pronounced it.
"What?!" I was totally shocked to hear that, "Forty-five million dollars?" I asked to be sure if I heard him right.
"Yes, actually it could worth more than that in the coming years" responded and I gave him a WHY expression, "Well," he continued, "This is vintage we are talking about, and everyone wants to have it. We had it, and other vehicles kept in here so nobody can steal them"
"Why are you telling me this?" I asked, did he really trusted me that much? Why did he even brought me into the garage in the first place? The prices of some of the vehicles there could feed an entire town for many months, if not more.
"Because I trust" he smiled and gestured to me to follow him. "This, here, is the first automatic all wheels drive manufactured by Prompto Cars, a classic car manufacturing company in Asia"
"It's really classic" I ran my hand over its body, it felt so smooth even though it didn't look well with the broken glasses. "What happened to the glasses, and why are there holes in the seats?"
"Actually," he cleared his throat and began explaining, "this version of Prompto's first automatic all wheels drive was first owned by the first democratically elect president of Salvania, he was assassinated two years after assuming office in this same car. The broken glasses and the holes in the seats were as a result of the machine gun fired on him"
"Why? Did he did something wrong? Or was it just the military trying to takeover? I never heard about this story before, probably because I wasn't good at digging deep into other countries' pasts" I uttered.
"Hmm, he was betrayed by his own chief of staff. The chief of staff took over from him after the incident, but only last for few months. Another coup was staged and it brought down the new government. You can do more research later, can we go through other cars too? We have 86 cars here" he said.
"Sure!" I gulped and nodded in affirmative.
"Alright then, let's go" he said and walked me to the other cars. He knew the history of each and every car in the garage, and also knew their price tags.
I was really amazed by the talent showcased by him, I didn't even know when I called him a car expert. He smiled and winked at me.
After the tour, I checked the time and realized it was already twelve in the afternoon. I wanted to go home but Frank invited me for lunch to which I accepted, although at first I told him I wasn't staying. He knew how to convince people to do things they don't intend to.
We went to the grand dining table and the maids served us different kinds of dishes. I didn't even know what to pick, some of the dishes were new to me. Frank saw that in my expression and smiled, he then told me to try them all and see how they taste.
"Try all these? You know I can't, right? We don't fill tables in our house, and we are not used to eating much" I said.
"You don't need to fill your stomach, sweetheart, just taste them. You will enjoy it, and I would be glad to see you here next time picking the right combination for yourself" he wiped his mouth with a napkin and took a sip from the wine in his glass.
"Okay, thank you" I said and gently began tasting thr dishes. Some were spicy and some were tasty. There were sea foods too, I tasted almost everything except for the octopus and other sea foods I wouldn't love to try. The octopus really looked gross to me.
When I was done tasting the foods, I took a whole glass of non-alcoholic wine and demanded for more. Frank only smirked at me, he asked if I enjoyed it and I told him YES.
He then stood and left me in the dining, "Let me go and get my car keys, I would be the one to take you home" he said as he headed out of the dining island.
Some things about him used to amaze me, he could just order one of the maids to get him his car keys from his chamber but he didn't. He chose to do it himself.
When he returned back later, we headed out to the parking lot and gently hopped into his car. "When next you come, you would be seeing my parents. I will introduce you to them, I am pretty sure you would like to see them" he jumped into conclusion.
"Oh, but I don't think I am ready for this. Besides, we are just friends right?" I asked.
