Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 251
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Chapter 251: 251- Valerie and Nina’s faces
“Can you talk to Mr. Sinclair, Marissa? He has sent all of us home. Today they didn’t let us enter the MSin building.”
Peter sounded so miserable on the phone and Marissa felt guilty. Rafael had instructed Dean to send back all of them and cancel the event.
“We all were standing outside the building and even asked the guard to call some higher official so that we could talk. But the guard was so rude…” Peter’s voice felt like he could cry any minute.
According to him, most of the team was really worried. They were hoping to earn more than enough from the event. The event meant more earnings, good exposure, and a chance to get orders from abroad clients.
But after that unexpected injury of Denzel, everyone was skeptical about their jobs and future.
“Don’t worry, Peter. I’ll talk to Mr. Sinclair about it. None of you would lose your jobs,” This was the second event member calling her and begging her to take them back.
She couldn’t get the chance to talk to Rafael in detail and was pretty sure she could easily get him convinced.
“Delinda is also worried because she needs to pay the schooling fee of her kid,” The mention of Delinda’s name left a sour taste in her mouth.
She didn’t feel any empathy for the woman.
“I’ll try my best, Pete. Just keep working on your murals. Nothing is happening to the event. And I’m sure your murals will rock.”
After getting done with her call she walked out to the garden where Sophie was waiting for her.
***
“Are you serious? Why is Delinda trying to kill you?” Sophie had forgotten to take the bite from the cookie that Marissa offered her.
Marissa shrugged, “Because apparently, she thinks that I’m THE OTHER woman,” she said looking heavenwards. She was seated on the chair and Sophie was enjoying her coffee on the swing.
“So, she thinks that you are the other woman without even talking to you. How pathetic! And you didn’t even bother to tell me?”
Marissa fiddled at the hem of her skirt, her gaze dropping to the grassy ground, “Yeah. I didn’t want to disturb your life…”
“Have you gone nuts? How could you think…”
“Listen Sophie. You have already sacrificed a lot for me. Your career, your name, and your social life that includes your romance life too,” Marissa pointed out, “After such a long time, you have got Joseph, and I can’t do this again. It’s time that I wear my big girl panties and take charge of my life.”
“You, brat!” Sophie pushed the rest of the cookie into her mouth and got up from the swing. Marissa saw her heading towards her and sinking down near her feet, “That’s good to hear that you want to put on those big-girl panties. But what about wearing a big girl bra? You’ll need someone to hook it for you,” she finished with a wink and got up, stretching herself.
“By the way, when are you going to invite me to spend a night here? Now you are the richest woman of Kanderton…” Sophie looked around with admiration, “Or maybe the richest person in the country.”
Marissa chuckled, “Yeah. The reporters who wanted to talk to me about my new home-based business are now more interested in interviewing me for this house. They want to feature it in the top-notch fashion magazines and are ready to offer me a handsome amount.”
Marissa looked up when a servant brought a plate that had fried chicken pieces, “They wanted to use its indoors and outdoors for the shoots.”
“Wow!” Sophie breathed and inspected the chicken piece with a scrunched nose, “They haven’t brought ketchup!”
Marissa signaled a household to bring them the ketchup. In most aspects, she found Sophie more like Abigail.
“This Delinda woman needs a lesson!” Sophie almost laid back on the swing, “And I can’t wait to see the downfall of Nina and Valerie.”
As always, Marissa felt bitterness on her tongue when heard the names, “I don’t know about their downfall. But one thing is confirmed. Their faces might turn into a mask of horror once they come to know on the event night that we all are a family, and I have kids with Rafael.”
Sophia was about to say something when she saw Joseph coming out along with Rafael. Sophie didn’t know where to hide.
How could she be such a fool to open the bedroom door?
“Hello,” Rafael waved before taking the seat right beside Marissa. He didn’t stop and circled his arm around her to kiss her.
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Sophie couldn’t move her eyes off them. She could see the way; Rafael’s eyes were wandering on Marissa’s face.
“Mr. Sinclair. I owe you an apology,” Sophie said with a sheepish grin on her face.
“Apology accepted. But you both need to be here for a formal dinner with us. By the way, are you two a couple yet?”
The question was blunt and straight.
Marissa was also taken aback. She wanted to ask this but had decided to give space to her friend.
“W…we… umm… actually… mmm…” poor Sophie was trying hard to look for words while Joseph had a broad grin on his face.
“Not yet. But maybe soon,” this explanation was enough.
Sophia also released a sigh of relief.
After some chitchat, Joseph and Sophia got on their feet, “I think we should leave now,” Joseph glanced at his watch, “Dean’s visit is due at my place this evening.”
Sophie leaned in closer to whisper as she held Marissa tightly, “I think he might invite me to the event as his plus one,” she said excitedly, “Talk to Rafael about the event.”
“Aha. You seem too thrilled to attend it. What’s the catch? Joseph?” Marissa whispered back teasing her friend.
“Yeah, maybe. But more than that I don’t want to miss the look on Valerie and Nina’s faces, once they discover you had outdone them!” she giggled after saying that.
Marissa nodded and agreed with her friend. Even she couldn’t wait to witness the insult on their faces.
This event was important to her. She needed the world to see that she belonged to Rafael, and no one could snatch away what was hers.
Nah! Not anymore!
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