Filed To Story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
I wouldn’t even believe myself if I was in her shoes, imagine a chronic casanova trying to deny claims of having a secret engagement ? who would believe that.
So I had to clean up this whole mess before returning home to her – that is if she is still home and hasn’t left already.
Thankfully Judy picked right on time, I said icily ” Send me the Old Man’s location “
But Judy sighed “Already did but he’s off the radar “
After a short shocked silence, I leaned back in my seat and released a long, malignant , mirthless and hysterical laughter that made my body shake with the effort. The laughter reverberated through the car sending shivers down the spine of my driver .
Suddenly as if following a script , my face darkened and all traces of warmth left my countenance, instead replaced by a cold, emotionless smirk.
I scoffed , what was I expecting anyway? Unless the Old Man wanted to be found, there was no way on earth I could locate him once he goes into hiding.
Well, I couldn’t exactly blame him, he knows my violent tendencies when pushed to the wall, after all he made me that way.
He must be waiting for me to calm down . How funny, he knows me to the core. I am the most unreasonable when furious and can only make a discerning judgement when calm. He must have thought of everything when pulling this off.
Unfortunately, I wanted a heart- to- heart talk with my dear father and ** If the mountain will not come to Mohammed, Mohammed will go to the mountain.
“Organize a p**ss conference, it’s time to make something clear ” I said to Judy who hadn’t dared to end the call.
“Alright ” He answered and the call ended.
“Drive” I glanced up coldly at the driver who didn’t hesitate at all in obeying my orders.
I tapped my fi**ger rhythmically on my nose, thinking on my next course of action. There was no way, the Old Man could have have done this without an external force, it was well thought and planned.
Hmm, Christina. The both of them must be in cahoots. Tina probably the writer and the Old man, the executor. I chuckled, what a perfect combination.
The ride to my office was agonizing slow and frustrating , though the driver was almost over the speed limit . I just wanted nothing than to get this over with.
The company’s meeting hall was used as the avenue for the p**ss conference and after a change of clothes , I strode confidently towards the halls followed by a troop of the company’s top level executives, shareholders , and public relations officers – both invited and uninvited, all in the view of supporting their president in whatever decision he’s about to carry out – a clear bootl**king tactic I wouldn’t bother myself with at the moment.
Our stoic and cold look made everything look like a military invasion while idle workers in the hallway scampered for safety. Nobody wanted to experience the CEO’s transfer of aggression.
As soon as I walked into the hall, camera shutters and flashes went off like fireworks while a great murmuring and chattering aroused.
There was no smiling for cameras or posing for pictures and stepped up to the podium.I tapped the mic to ensure it was functioning while camera flashes lit up my exp**ssionless face framed by dark glasses.
I faced the expectant journalist, reporters and of course paparazzi ready for whatever juicy news I had in store for them.
” Welcome ” My voice rang through the hall and I began my official statement without wasting time
“I called this conference to refute any rumours allegedly claiming that I, Nileslaus Sparks, CEO of Sparks Group is engaged to Miss Christina Debra , Heiress of Debra Group . I hereby declare such rumours false and invalid and wouldn’t hesitate to p**ss legal charges on anyone who spreads such rumors. Thank you “
I addressed the crowd, bowed and climbed down the stage, instantly becoming the target of the reporters who bombarded me with questions I obviously didn’t bother to answer.
The securities held them back while I sauntered back to my office with immediate effect, I had already done what I wanted.
My office telephone incessantly rang but I ignored it and plopped down on my couch, exhausted. I let out a tired sigh and loosened the tie that was literally choking me, tossing it to God knows where.
r*bbing my temple, my thoughts wandered off to Maria, has she left as usual or quietly waiting for me this time? I mused. Hopefully she has seen the p**ss conference. Yeah , hopefully.
Fine, I decided to call her but just as I picked my phone, it rang and an all too familiar ID flashed across the screen.
Speak of the Devil
Maria’s POV
I couldn’t wait to get home, so when we finally pulled up at the mansion, I climbed out as quickly as my legs could carry me and shut the door close without a side glance nor goodbye.
Eden was beginning to scare me, not that kind of intimidating fear Nileslaus always carries about but the creepy fear that sends shivers down one’s spine.
He didn’t complain as well and drove away as if the devil was on his heels. Perhaps because I was a lot distracted , I didn’t notice the figure standing beside the huge intimidating gate that guides Niles’s mansion and when I did notice, I was stunned.
What is this woman doing here?
She was incredibly beautiful, definitely Nileslaus type – that is if he prefers women with soft curves in all the right places and not those broomstick like models that graces his arms times without number.
I looked down and saw a kid probably around Izzy’s age holding her hand.They were looking around the mansion as if looking for someone, could it be *gasp * my imagination running wild at once.
Could it be that she was once Niles’s lover and the kid…. Oh my God. Does it mean Nileslaus has an illegitimate son?!
I felt dizzy all of a sudden. No Maria calm down, I tried to assure myself .
Suddenly a white miniature version of myself wearing a white gown that covered her legs with real white feathers attached to her back while having a circle of light over her head appeared on my right shoulder.
I wiped my eyes, What the f**k .
But the tiny angellike me still stands there and softly says to me “I have come to remind you that throughout the years of Niles’s lustful rendezvous, there has never being reports of Niles fathering an illegitimate child nor has any woman claimed to have birthed a child for him, So why worry yourself? “
My eyes widened, was this angel here to help me out with this situation? Wow, thank-you God! This was definitely help sent from above.
But thinking about it, which women would dare allege they have a child for Niles – His dark gaze alone was enough to make anyone pee in their pant. So think this through like the smart girl you are, Maria.
As if that was not enough, a red miniature version of myself with pointed horns at both sides of her head, short tail but having a triangular shape at the end while clasping tight a trident, appeared on my left shoulder. She was wearing nothing but an adhesive cup bra and some skimpy material tied at the edge of her waist while two white fangs were sticking out her mouth.
The red devillike ‘me’ pulled me by my ear and said ” What are you , ten ? would Nileslaus even tell you he has an illegitimate kid somewhere? He hardly even opens up to you so what makes you think he would tell you of his hidden kid. Besides, look at the kid.”
The red devil pointed with her trident and I turned to look at the kid , they were still focused on the gate and so had their back turned to me.
The red ‘me’ continued ” Can’t you see the colour of his hair, looks the same as Niles’s and I bet when he turns around, he’ll be Niles’s spitting image ! ” She declared firmly and I couldn’t help but begin to have doubts in my mind.
She was indeed right, though we have been progressing in this relationship of ours slowly – Yeah slow but steady wins the race.
But Niles has being holding out a lot on me – he practically knows everything about me but I know zero to nothing about him aside from the ones I already know which are quite obvious to everyone already.
But anything deeper, he doesn’t let me in. I feel like he thinks I can’t handle the shock, the weight , the responsibilities but I’m not some f**king China doll!