Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 156

Chapter 156: 156- Keeping Them On Their Toes

“Are you doing alright? Do you need anything?” Marissa heard Joseph’s voice when she was resting back on the office couch.

She didn’t dare to sit on Rafael’s seat but enjoyed the shocked look on those women’s faces.

Keeping her eyes closed, she smiled to herself, “What brings you here, Joseph?”

“You just said if anyone wants to talk to you, they should approach you in the President’s office. I liked your confidence,” she could detect amusement in his voice.

“I hope you haven’t told any of this to Rafael,” she opened one eye to look at him who was taking another couch across from her.

“I did send him messages. Why? He should know what is going on in his office,” he folded his arms behind his head to lean back.

“Yeah,” Marissa straightened, “But someone told me to pull up my big girl panties and face the inevitable.”

Joseph clicked his tongue, “And who exactly is that?”

“Guess who!” she winked, and Joseph took a sigh of relief. At least she was not as upset as he had thought. The woman was coping well.

He moved his head from side to side with a grin, “Must be a hell of a friend.”

“Yes. Sophia!” she offered him a faint smile and nodded.

“I see!” he sounded impressed, “your support system is … commendable. I admire that.”

He got up lazily and saluted her, “If you want to talk about any of it …”

He trailed off when she didn’t let him finish, “Oh. I know where to find you. In your office. Right?”

He flashed her a gentle smile and shook his head, “No. You don’t need to approach me in my office. Just give me a call on the intercom and I’ll be here.”

Marissa appeared taken aback by the offer, “Y-You’ll come here?”

“Of course,” he raised his hands, “I know the story. We couldn’t meet when you were living with Rafael. But he used to talk about you a lot when you left him,” he hesitated, “Nobody knows here who you are except me. So, yes. I should be here for you. It’s not the other way round.”

Marissa was visibly moved by this unexpected support.

“Oh, Joseph. I owe you a thanks …” she faltered when he gave her a confused look, “For taking care of my kids.”

“Yeah. Well! They are my nephews and nieces too,” he said before turning on his heels to leave the office, “By the way,” he looked over his shoulder, “Rafael hasn’t received my messages. The place he is having this meeting has poor signals.”

Marissa remembered how Rafael had to walk out of the meeting to talk to her.

She opened her laptop and got busy with her work. The presentation thankfully went well, and she had seen the shocked faces of Nina and Valerie.

Rafael had told her that the Kanderton website wasn’t open to the public. Then why were they here?

What did they want from her?

And then her brain responded to the question.

They wanted Rafael back! Back into their pockets

Since childhood, she knew Valerie had been quite possessive about her stuff. She won’t let go of Rafael this easily.

She could destroy her possessions, throw them away, or even discard them, but she would die before handing over anything to Marissa.

After hearing the knock, she raised her head from the laptop screen and found Dean standing in the doorway.

“Are you up for visiting a location? The owner just offered us to have a look,” he shrugged, “I’ll show you the email for approval.”

“Sure,” she closed her laptop and stood up from the couch, “Who else is accompanying us?”

She stretched her body to loosen up and tried to suppress a yawn. It was a long day.

“The ones you’ll select will be allowed to go. They are waiting for you in the lobby.”

“Oh,” she rubbed her neck tiredly, “Let’s go then.”

She followed him to the lobby and found her teammates standing there, talking in hushed tones.

Delinda started making faces when their eyes met, but Marissa ignored her. Betrayers were not worth her time.

“So,” she clasped her hands, “we have offers from multiple locations. What do you all suggest? Should we all visit the locations or divide ourselves into teams and those teams can visit the required place?”

“And how do you plan to decide about the teams?” Kate asked her.

Marissa thought for a moment, “A mural painter with a caterer and a chef. These three should be together for the visits.”

She wasn’t paying attention to her surroundings but then almost froze when heard Valerie’s voice behind her, “And an owner too.”

Marissa couldn’t see her but was aware that there must be that usual cunning smile on her lips.

“Yeah. She is right. As an owner take her too,” Marissa told her team with an easygoing smile. Nobody was expecting this from her.

“And what about me?” Nina who was also standing with Valerie walked around Marissa to face her, “She can go, and what about me? I’m also one of the owners.”

Marissa wanted to laugh at their faces. How to tell them that owners usually don’t visit such sites?

They were usually expected to visit just once before the final deal. That too was quite rare if they had smart assistants.

“Sure. Take her too,” she asked her colleagues but then stopped and eyed Kate, “Kate. You are supposed to lead them. Can you submit the report before you leave office?”

Kate couldn’t believe that Marissa was giving her this chance.

“Uh. Sure. I will!” she clapped in excitement and hugged Delinda who was standing there with a poker face.

Marissa walked away busily, winking at Dean.

“You are sending all the eggs together,” he whispered while walking beside her, “They won’t do their job without a fight.”

Marissa patted his shoulder, “I know. Don’t worry. Our Katie girl will handle them well.”

Dean had admiration for her in his eyes. He didn’t know if Marissa was a home wrecker or not. But there was definitely some backstory that he didn’t know of.

He was born into a poor family and got this job because Joseph liked his witty answers in the interview.

But today the way Marissa handled these two ladies, he couldn’t help but think that she was a born leader and knew how to do her job.

She might not have the perfect qualifications or a perfect degree, but her skills were enough to prove her worth.

He could still remember the way her panicked phone call got to him. She almost pleaded with him to talk to some doctor. Not because of her kids but for Delinda’s son.

He wasn’t blind and knew Delinda was acting odd around her.

He wasn’t blind and could see how Valere and Nina were treating her.

If she was a third woman, they could have handled it more decently. After all, they were elites.

But sadly, the women in Rafael’s family didn’t seem like a decent lot. Who fights like this for power?

“Are we going in a van?” Delinda’s voice pulled him out of his thoughts. She took out a chewing gum pack from her purse and offered it to him, but he declined.

“Ah. No. Office cars will take you all,”

“See? I’m ready?” Kate walked over to them, and anyone could notice that she had refreshed her makeup, “Should we go, Delinda?”

Delinda hesitated and then reached out to hold her hand, “Sure, Kate.”

“Which cars are you talking about?” Nina Sinclaire asked him, “Official cars aren’t allowed in MSin for any employee. What I remember is, that MSin follows a certain protocol. Send them in a van. While I can travel by car.” She cocked up a brow and ran her fingers through her hair.

“I’d like to go by car too,” Valerie commanded Dean. Kate and Delinda didn’t seem to like Nina’s suggestion, but they didn’t say anything.

After all, they were Rafael’s mom and wife. They couldn’t go against the ladies of the Sinclair family.

“Here is the copy of their email,” Nobody saw Marissa joining back the group, “Just show this to the organizer and he will let you in.”

Valerie reached out to grab the envelope from Marissa’s hand, but she was quick to pull her hand away, “Ahan. It’s for Kate.”

Kate’s face was radiating. She was at last being acknowledged. She still needed to find that policeman, John Harris though.

Valerie felt embarrassed when she missed it and huffed in frustration, “Isn’t it Dean’s job to hand over the email verifications?”

“Yes, it is,” Marissa said with a mocking tone, “But the email needed my signatures. Otherwise, the organizers won’t allow you people in that venue hall.”

She wanted to laugh hard when saw Valerie making faces.

“Dean, next time you need to get the documents signed by me,” Nina ordered Dean and then walked to the VIP elevator.

Valerie glared at her mother-in-law. She was feeling like an insect just because she didn’t own any shares in her husband’s company.

After a few minutes, there was silence on the floor as most of them had left for the location visit.

“What were you even thinking?” Dean asked Marissa. He seemed to be in awe.

“What?” Marissa tried to shrug it off, but her eyes had a certain twinkle in them.

“Come on, Marissa. We both know that the email didn’t need any signatures!” Marissa tried to chew her lower lip.

Dean was damn right. But why should she miss the opportunity to remind them of the authority, she held in their presence?

After all, it’s not every day, one gets to remind people who’s really in-charge while keeping them on their toes.