Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 267

Chapter 267: 267- The Event (II)

Marissa rolled her eyes and placed her hands on his shoulders, appreciating the muscles she could feel underneath.

“What about your heart?” her eyes scanned his face.

I already told you that I love you, Rafael. Why can’t you return my feelings? Or is there still a soft spot for Valerie too?

“I know what’s going on in there,” he tapped her head, “And tonight I’ll address all your concerns. Whatever is there in your heart, and whatever is here in my heart,” he placed her palm on his chest, “Just remember. My heart beats for you, Marissa.”

Marissa’s heart missed a beat.

My heart beats for you?

For the time being this was enough for her. For now, she was happy with it. She would wait for him after the event.

If by any chance, he would express his love for her then…

Then what would she do?

She might just die out of happiness!

***

Dean was standing near the doorway where Marissa was about to exit the room and go out to face the world along with her family.

“Marissa. You just need to walk on this wooden passage holding his hand. The kids will walk before you.”

He then kneeled to get to the kids’ eye level, “Hey. Remember? You just need to follow George. Walk nice and easy.”

Yup. There were several guards around them including George.

“The moment I announce your arrival, George will start moving and you all have to follow him,” he then turned to the kids, “Little ones. No need to carry, any kind of conversation with anyone if you aren’t comfortable.”

Marissa wished he could say the same to her. She also didn’t want to go out there and engage with the guests. It was easier to get social when you were a chef and a caterer. But being the president’s wife, she didn’t know what else she had to do except smile and nod her head.

Gosh! She could feel the fluttering of nerves in her stomach. Her daughters were bouncing with excitement, and she couldn’t hold herself to warn them, “Be careful. No jumping.”

At the last minute, she didn’t want to put any kind of pressure on Abi, so it was better to warn them both. She watched Alex who was standing in front with the confidence she never knew he possessed.

Just like his daddy.

Rafael must have sensed her tension when he stepped closer and placed a reassuring hand around her waist, “You have got this, love,” he whispered in her ear, leaning in slightly, “I’m right beside you.”

Marissa took a deep breath, trying to remind herself that she wasn’t alone and had a beautiful family for support.

She frowned in irritation when her phone rang, “Urgh. Who could call at such a bad time!” Rafael chuckled and squeezed her to him while she took out her phone from the clutch.

“It’s Sophie,” she pressed the phone to her ear, “Yes, Soph?”

“When are you coming, bitch!” Marissa tried to stifle her laughter. Her friend was more excited about her entry.

“I don’t know. We are just waiting for Dean’s announcement,”

“Oh, Heavens. I can’t wait to see the faces of these witches. Huh. I wish I could roast them and eat them. Ha-ha.”

“Sophie! Yikes!” Sophia started laughing at her end.

When the call was done, she straightened. The announcement had started. She could hear Dean clearly and intertwined her fingers through Rafael’s.

He tilted his head to look at her, “Ready?” he asked her gently and she swallowed hard before giving him, her best smile.

“Always, Mr. Sinclair. Always!”

***

“Who were you talking to?” Joseph asked Sophia when saw her placing back her phone in her purse.

“Who it could be?” she asked meaningfully causing Joseph to raise a brow.

His attention diverted from her when a guest came over and started talking to him. As a host, he had to attend to all the guests, but his little gestures were enough to tell her that he was aware of her presence.

The way his thumb kept circling her palm, Sophie wanted to tear down their clothes and attack him.

She was chewing her lower lip when he spoke near her ear, “Later, Sophie.”

Her eyes went wide in surprise.

Was she this obvious?

His face showed that he was enjoying her embarrassment, “Let’s get back to our table,” he pointed ahead, “Dean is there on the podium to make an announcement.”

Nodding her head, she headed towards her table where those evil women were still sitting.

You both should die! She suggested them silently.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Dean’s voice came from the mic, “I welcome you all from the MSin Kanderton office. And on behalf of our head, Mr. Joseph Maskatiya. As you all know our offices were known as Sinclair Industries but after a while our President decided to change the name and came up with Msin Industries. Since then, we have been thriving and flourishing. This event gave a chance to all the small business owners to come up with something creative and make a name for themselves. We are proud to announce that whatever you are seeing around you. Whether it’s event decoration, or paintings, or food … everything is from our Kanderton entrepreneur community. We all thank them from the bottom of our hearts to make this event more special.”

Sophia saw the two chefs clapping excitedly along with the audience. One more woman was sitting at the table, silently listening to the speech.

“So, ladies and gentlemen. This is the first announcement of today’s event. I’m excited to announce to you all, that the magnificent venue, where you all are seated …” he took a dramatic pause, “Any guesses for the name of the place?”

“White Palace!”

“White Palace!”

People started chanting from the crowd. Dean shook his head with a small smile and then raised his hand to snap his fingers. The lights went out with the sound of the snapping.

For a brief moment, everyone froze, but then fireworks erupted, and then the few letters written on the house started blinking with Neon lights.

And there they all could see, MSin Palace written in bold and illuminated letters.

“Shit!” Sophia smirked when heard Valerie. But the next words coming out of Valerie’s mouth took her by surprise, “Goodness, Nina. Do you understand the meaning of this?”

In excitement, she grabbed Nina’s garment in her fists. Irritation was evident on Nina’s face.

“Nina! This is MSin Palace. Oh, God! Oh, God!” she clasped her hands, “It belongs to Rafael. It means… it means … it’s mine, Nina. Oh God! It’s mine!”

There were unshed tears in Valerie’s eyes, “Thank you, Rafael. I love you too.”