Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 231

Chapter 231: 231- She Was Richer Than Them!

Marissa didn’t realize that her eyes got filled with hot tears and slowly those little droplets started sliding down her face.

“Wh…what do you m-mean?”

Along with kids, even Dean seemed mesmerized by it. Rafael didn’t wait for him to leave and went ahead with it.

It was meant to be a family’s intimate moment, but Dean was there to witness it.

“This was meant to be your birthday gift but at that time you were so disturbed that I didn’t bring up the subject. I have been after this property since the day I came to know that you and Alex liked it.”

His gaze shifted towards his children who were standing there like mini statues, “This is for all of you.”

He told them, trying to control his own trembling voice, “The next time, if I do something horrible, you won’t end up on the streets, Marissa. That mistake won’t be repeated, Str…strawberry.”

Marissa’s tears were falling on the ground and Rafael was trying to control his.

“Please stop crying. And help me, standing up. I can’t feel my leg anymore,” Marissa who wanted to wipe her nose, was horrified and hurriedly helped Rafael on his feet.

At some distance, Alex rolled his eyes and groaned in irritation, “Come on, Daddy. It was meant to be an emotional moment, you spoiled it with your cheesiness.”

“Sorry, son,” Rafael drawled with a sheepish grin and pulled Marissa to him, “my legs were going numb.”

Marissa was crying silently, “I … I don’t want … anything. No house… no money…”

He looked down at her shaky figure, “I know. I know, honey,” he cupped her cheeks, “I know what you want,” his voice had turned intense by the end of it, “I will give you whatever you deserve. With the same respect and the same honor that you are worthy of.”

He grabbed her lips in his mouth to taste the saltiness of her tears. Marissa was holding his shirt tightly in her fists. Dean felt like an alien while standing there so he cleared his throat.

“Umm… I think… I sh-should leave…”

The couple didn’t hear him as they were busy kissing each other passionately. He turned to look at the kids who were standing there wide-eyed.

“Daddy loves, eating Mommy’s face,” Abigail remarked and got busy in soft white tulips.

Dean shifted uncomfortably and then cleared his throat a little loudly, but the couple was too engrossed in their moment.

For some reason when he was leaving the house, he was oddly amused.

Mr. Sinclair was doing it so wisely and at such a dangerously slow pace. Marissa was lucky to have him in her life.

***

Marissa came out of her office and placed a rolled illustration on Dean’s desk, “Can you get me a computerized version of it?”

Dean looked at her beaming face. Today there was a certain glow there.

“I’ll get it done but tell me. When are you moving to the White… I mean the MSin Palace,” he asked in a whisper.

Marissa nibbled her lower lip, “Don’t know,” she raised her shoulder casually, “kids have been attached to Sophie and Flint. Right now, we all need a smooth transition for their sake.”

“Sit down. Let’s have coffee,” Dean gestured to the other seat across from him and was about to get on his feet when Marissa wiggled her index finger.

“I can’t,” she placed her purse and took out her phone, “Our venue is final. It’s going to be Whi… I mean … MSin palace. The best thing is…” she didn’t try to hide her eager smile, “This time I don’t need anyone’s permission for the venue. Just think of it. I own it,” Dean nodded his head.

George, Rafael’s bodyguard was still on the floor somewhere to keep an eye on her. His hawk eyes used to be on alert mode whenever Marissa was around.

She was heading to the conference room when Dean suddenly held her elbow to stop her, “Beware! Nina and Valerie are already inside.”

Oh! Marissa nodded at him. Now why were they here?

She needed to get done with this meeting because after that her lunch was scheduled with Rafael.

Whatever happened the previous day was totally unexpected. She was scared to go near Rafael now. He might think she was getting closer because he gave her a loaded gift.

She didn’t want to give him the impression that she was a greedy bitch.

And still had to break the news to her best friend about her birthday present. That news should be delivered personally. Face to face.

Not on a random call or a text.

When she stepped into the conference room, she found Nina and Valerie sitting in the corner, discussing God knew what!

They didn’t even bother to look at her and it was a relief.

“Good morning!” she greeted her team and clasped her hands with suppressed anticipation, “I’ve got news for you!”

Her team members’ eyes lifted to look at her. Kate smiled and turned her laptop screen towards her, “And I just arranged a meet-up with two venue owners. The only problem with them is, they are out of the city at the moment,” She made a face.

“Exactly, Kate. That’s why I’m here with something unexpected…” She paused for a dramatic effect and this time could feel Nina’s and Valerie’s eyes on her as well.

“For venue… we have successfully booked the MSin… I mean the White Palace!” her smile widened when she heard gasps from the team.

“White Palace?”

“Seriously?”

“No way! That is off limits!”

She heard all the remarks from her team but kept smiling. Nina’s and Valerie’s faces reeked of curiosity, clearly intrigued by this unexpected announcement.

She didn’t want to tell them that it was now MSin Palace, and she owned it. Let’s surprise them on the event day!

She thought with a wicked grin.

“Now this venue is final, and we need to settle the food table locations,” she told her team, and Kate, like a good girl, again pointed to her laptop screen.

“I’ve made it already for the three food spots,” Marissa who was reaching out to hold the laptop furrowed her brows.

“Wait a minute! Three food spots? Shouldn’t there be four?”

“Mr. Sinclair’s orders!” Kate said, shaking her head, “You won’t be getting any table, Marissa,” Kate said with an apologetic smile.

Rafael orders?

Marissa felt bad. She looked up and found Delinda watching her with a wry smirk. Even Nina and Valerie seemed cynically pleased.

Why would Rafael do that?

He couldn’t make decisions on her behalf!

“What?” Nina’s voice rang out in the room, “Disappointed? No food spot for you? Now who will buy your food, Marissa?”

Marissa gritted her teeth but managed a smile on her lips, “I don’t need to sell any food, Nina. I’m already rich!”

Nina and Val started laughing like crazy. They thought she was lying.

I own the palace, bitch!

She didn’t need to tell them now. But she would make sure to invite them to the event and let them see her house and rot in jealousy.

After all! She was richer than them after getting the palace. Ha-ha.