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25- A True Gentleman
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Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 26- Son-In-Law
“I will take my leave.” Spencer announces as soon as he sees my mother. “No!” My mother yells out all of a sudden, scaring us both. “I mean, stay and have a cup of coffee with us.” She throws a teeth rotting smile. Spencer and I share a look of surprise. What's gotten into her? Till now she has been nothing but hostile towards Spencer, not to mention she was too eager to sue him to get money from him. “I appreciate the offer but I have work to do.” Spencer gives her his professional smile. However, when my mom is on a mission, she is gonna make it happen which is concerning when her mission has to do something with my boss. She almost shoves me off my way to put her hands on Spencer's forearm and stops him before he can take a single step. “I insist.” She keeps on giving smiles, “I make a killer cup of coffee or they say so.” I raise my eyebrow at her actions. What's cooking in the head of hers? There must be some hidden agenda for her to be behaving this way. Spencer looks like
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 27- A Mother and A Child
“How can you let him slip from your hand?” Mom asks in an incredibly angry voice, making me huff out of frustration. “Cut it out, mom.” I plead, turning my attention back to washing dishes. “It's been 2 days for fucks's sake!” She doesn't calm down, instead she fumes in anger, “Don't talk to me like that, young lady! I'm your mother.” “Then act like a mother.” I mumble under my breath, getting tired of her endless demands and whines. She has been living here since the day she flew from Arizona. If it wasn't enough, her soon to be husband thinks he is invited here any time of the day. My once safe place has turned into a mess, a mess which suffocates me every second I'm in here. I'm tired of it. First Lily and now I'm caring for my mom and her new man-child. “What did you say?” She demands to know, getting closer to me. “First, you let a rich man walk out and then you talk back to me? How can you be so useless? He could get us out of this hellish life if only you knew how t
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 28- Am I Wrong?
“Hey!” I call for her before my mind even registers what I'm doing. “You can sit over here.” What am I doing? Am I that much of a sadist that I'm willing to hurt myself even more? As if arguing with my mother wasn't enough for one evening. On the other hand, the other part of mind, the careless mind, is telling me that I've nothing to lose so I might as well know what's going on between them. She looks a bit confused. Nonetheless, she walks back towards me. I make room for her to sit. As she sits down beside me, I realize I don't even know what to say and how to hold a conversation with her. “Tough day?” She asks, making it easier for me as I didn't have to initiate. “Huh?” I tense assuming she has cracked the code and can tell I've been crying like a pathetic creature. “You are wearing sunglasses when it's about to get dark. You must be having a headache?” She tries to explain herself. “Uhh…Yeah.”.I go along with her explanation. I'm not lying though. I always get
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 29- He's Wrong But It's Ok
“Miss.Brown.” Spencer calls me for the third time in 2 seconds. Shit! He is breathing down my neck again. I need to do it fast! “Mr.Cruiz, I'm almost done. Just give me 2 more minutes, please.” I finally answered his call before he exploded due to my lack of response. I've been working on this file for God knows how long. I somehow clicked on the wrong buttons when I was dead tired and now everything's messed up. I need to clean my mess before he can even sense it. I keep on typing furiously, keeping my eyes trailed on the screen. “I didn't call you for the file.” This stops me from typing maniacally and taking a small pause. “Oh?” I peek behind the screen, “What is it then?” “Lunch.” He says one word and expects me to make a fully coherent sentence out of it. “What?” I think to myself if I had to do something about lunch. And then I finally noticed him. He is totally dressed for going to a five star restaurant for a business lunch. Not to mention, he is looking hotter than an
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 30- Sometimes One Needs To Choke
“There's my baby.” Grammy throws her hands over Spencer's shoulders and engulfs him into a hug. I stand on the sideline, a small smile breading through my lips even though I know I'm in a pickle. “And my other lovely baby.” Grammy doesn't deprive me of her warm hug. “How are you, Grammy?” I ask as we break the long hug. “Better now that I've seen my favorite faces.” Spencer rolls his eyes at his grandmother's cheesy words. “In fact, I think I just added twenty more years to my long life.” I shake my head in amusement. She is hilarious. “You and your cheesy lines.” Spencer mutters under his breath.Once we are seated, grammy finally stops talking like we being here with her is a big event. Spencer and I are seated on either side of Grammy. “So, how's life with him?” Grammy asks me, winking. There we go! I don't know if I will be able to dodge the situation today, but a girl gotta try. I fake a smile, praying both Grammy and Spencer will buy my lie. “You know your grandson, gra
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 31- How to Propose
“Here, have some water.” Grammy hands me a glass and goes back to drawing circles on my back. Spencer is standing beside me, worry written all over his face. When I calm down and my breathing gets even, Spencer takes the glass off my hand. “Are you alright?” He asks.“Never been better.” I reply while breathing hard. “Oh dear, you are a walking magnet to mishaps.” Grammy exclaims, still drawing comforting circles on my back. “A girl can't help.” I'm still taking a sharp intake of air. “A girl shouldn't eat like a savage as well. Take my advice and save yourself from your next choking.” Spencer grumbles under his breath before going over to his seat, all his worry vanishing from his voice. “Jerk.” I settle for a name calling rather than engaging in a full blown argument with him. A short while later we went back to eating. Thankfully, Grammy didn't stick to throwing shades at Spencer. “You didn't answer me. How did it happen?” Grammy presses for an answer. Once again. “He fell
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 32- Arguments
“You knew it, didn't you?” Spencer drones around my ears, annoying me nonstop. When I decide he is annoying me beyond my limits for so long, I decide to turn around to face him, only to find him standing too close to me with a scrawl on his face. “How many times do I have to tell you that I didn't have any idea about it?” I reply through gritted teeth. He has been chewing my ears off after leaving the restaurant yesterday. It's no secret that he isn't on board with the idea of spending one week of vacation with me in France. Well, lucky for him, I'm not looking forward to it either. “Oh really?” He scoffs, his right hand on his hip, “You mean to say you magically cleaned out my schedule for one week for no particular reason? Do I look like a joke to you?” Damn it. How can I forget my own doings? Grammy tricked me. When she asked me to clear his schedule for a week, I should have realized she was up to something. “Well, for your information, Grammy told me she was planning a
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 33- Chicken Oweng
I snatch the box from his hand before he can even blink and run towards another room to keep it there away from his observing eyes. “What was that?” Spencer asks as soon as I come back to the room, looking all serious. “Nothing.” I exclaim, trying to sound relaxed but my heart is pounding hard against my chest. He doesn't seem convinced. His hard eyes linger on mine, silently demanding to know the answer. Of course, he needs to know. He thinks he needs to know about everything. “It belongs to my mom, it's not mine so untangle your panty from the twist.” He doesn't react to my choice of words. “What was that, Willow?” He repeats himself, taking my first name now. Is that supposed to intimidate me? I can't just tell him everything just because he wants to know them. He has no right to press me for answers when I don't want to do so. “It's none of your business. So, how about you shut your mouth? Why do you even care?” My tone is sharp and mean as I face him to speak. Surprisingl
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