All Chapters of Mr CEO Is My Baby's Daddy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

....Now, standing in front of the gigantic residence of the Riecke's, another round of battle began blobbing into her mind. She clutched her purse closer to her skin and walked towards the entrance. She was allowed entrance without a word and before she could get to the door, Rosa came running towards her. She politely took her purse, leaving Katherine no room to decline."Good afternoon miss. You must be Mr Anderson's lady, they're expecting you." They? The Riecke's? Did he already tell them of her coming? The thoughts made the hair on her skin rise.Katherine took another look at Rosa, it was at this moment she realised Rosa didn't recognize her. Did she wear too much makeup?Or maybe Rosa never expected her to show up at the building again since her relationship with Anderson already ended. Transporting to reality, Katherine discovered Rosa was already walking towards the building door, she quickly ran uncomfortably in her heels to reach her and get her purse but the older woma

..."Mr Riecke," Gerald answered, walking in."See if the car needs servicing, the one I returned with." "Oh, right away sir." Gerald walked out. Anderson released the towel from his neck and hung it on one shoulder, he grabbed his cellphone and opened Peter's file, going through it. Just like he guessed, Peter truly obtained the informations he requested.Perusing through the content, Anderson realised yet again the accuracy of his hunch about her difficulties. "...heart disease.." Anderson muttered under his breath, his palm on his chin. He checked all the medical bills and debts Xavier was yet to pay. He went through the list one after the other, good thing Peter made it so easy. For a second, he wondered if Katherine was aware of all the debts her father owed nor had a way to settle all of it, obviously she was the one carrying all these debts now considering Xavier's condition. Anderson also noticed Xavier didn't include any information about his family to his creditors, Kat

...Katherine's fingers ran under the fabric on her naked protruding belly, a satisfying habit she had gotten accosted to ever since she discovered she was with child. Somehow, especially in times like this, Katherine feels a rush of peace and settling within her, more like a subtle assurance, just by rubbing her stomach. It gave her a sense of motherhood, the joy of knowing she was carrying a life in her. She scrolled through her mail, Checking for a response on her request. It's been twenty four hours since she last replied a job offer directed to her mail, but a response was yet to reach her up till that moment. She released her arm on her stomach only to adjust her body on the seat, her butt hurting from sitting too long in one place. She glanced at the bowl in front of her, initially filled and refilled with chips that she had exhausted at different times but in the same position.She sent a quick glance at her phone when it began ringing, seeing the caller was doctor Nick, she

...Two days later, the first thing Katherine noticed as she stared out of her window that morning was Anderson's car and Gerald waiting to pick her up.An hour was used in packing and exchanging farewells. "I promise you, when I come visit; I'll bring Dad home as well," Katherine cheered Yvonne up, seeing the sadness in her eyes. "Can I come visit you sometimes, too?" "Of course, just call me whenever and I'll come get you," Katherine assured, though unsure if Anderson would permit it. Katherine hopped into the car and relaxed into the seat, shutting her eyes as the ride enhanced. "Miss, we're here."Katherine's eyes peeled open and she first tilt her head sideways to view Anderson's villa. It was almost ten feet away from the heart of the spacious compound where the car was stopped. The fountain, Katherine remembered, still looked as clean and fresh as ever, the pool, inviting and cleanly blue. When she stepped out of the car; the all-white exterior painting almost blinded her.

... .. "What is this?" Renard fumed at Taylor, "I asked for an accurate list. What is this, Taylor?" "Sir, I-I worked on it all night-- "This is not good enough," he grabbed both end of the spreadsheet and symmetrically tore it before disposing it into the shredder. "Make a fresh one, and do it right this time," He grumbled apathetically. "Yes sir," she grabbed the rest of the file and started for the door but stopped halfway, "um Mr Renard, there was a report from the headquarter, I forwarded it to your mail. Did you get it?" "What is it about?" Renard questioned with disinterest, his gaze fixated on the active monitor seated on his desk. "A complaint about missing funds, incomplete accounts and-- "Enough," he stopped her with a sharp look, "I'll check it out when I'm done." "Yes sir." Renard waited until he heard the door shut before tearing his gaze off the monitor and sitting up, he grabbed a bottle of water and chugged down the liquid until it was half empty. In a