All Chapters of Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“What do you think you are doing?” His voice is hoarse and stern when he speaks, his jaw clenching in annoyance. I take my hand off of him instantly, visibly gulping down. The anger that is radiating from him has me feeling weak and like a prey under his cold gaze. “You…”I find myself unable to say anything to finish off my sentence. With every passing second it seems like Spencer's anger doubles. I start to feel afraid. It doesn't help that almost half of the office has gathered around the ground floor to witness the scene. Suddenly, I feel self-conscious as well. What if he says something humiliating in front of all these people? Spencer doesn't wait for me to say anything. He calls the security chief to hand the man over to the police for further investigation while I stand behind him like a lifeless statue. It's not only me who is just staring like a useless bystander. Time has stopped working for everyone present here and they are also silent audiences. “I don't think I pay

“Are you sure she is alright?” Spencer asks the doctor for the hundredth time in a few minutes, making the doctor leave a sigh of frustration. “Yes, I'm. I'm a professional at my job, Mr.Cruiz.” The man replies to him, annoyance dripping from his voice. Spencer doesn't look convinced. His eyes dart towards my hand for a split second and then on my face before turning them back to the frustrated doctor. “She got released from the hospital just yesterday for being poisoned. Are you sure that isn't a concern anymore? Will the burn affect her situation in any way?” The doctor can't look any more surprised and frustrated at the same time. I don't know what should be my appropriate reaction right now. Spencer is acting like a mother hen, pacing around, eating the doctor's head and making sure each and every point that he has in his head regarding my health is voiced. While the doctor is finding himself at the end of his patience, I'm finding myself to be amused to no end. “Mr.Crui

“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

“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

“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