Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets

26 26- Little Greene 

Today when the car stopped, Marissa looked sideways at her friend sitting on the driving seat. 

“Are you sure about this, Mar?” Sophia asked her and she nodded at 

her with a smile. 

“I never felt this confident, Sophie. I need to tell him that I’m not scared of him. Wish me luck!” 

Sophia hugged her friend and squeezed her eyes, “I’m so proud of you, girl.” Marissa gave a tightlipped smile to her friend, “And if he tries to talk about custody then just show him this!” Sophia raised her middle finger making Marissa chuckle. 

Marissa might be showing her friend, how confident she was when actually her heart was ra 

racing in her chest. 

She pushed the glass d 

and went inside the building to talk to the receptionist. Obviously getting to the CEO’s office wasn’t easy as it required an appointment. She needed to convince the lady to let her meet him, “Excuse me… I need to …” 

“That way, ma’am,” the woman showed her the way with a gracious smile though Marissa was expecting a heated argument. 

Nobody was allowed to go to the VIP floor without some investigation from the guards or the receptionist. 

“Marissa?” she was heading for the VIP elevator when heard a 

familiar voice behind her. She stopped and turned only to find Kate, Shang Chi, and Delinda seated on the couch near the 

reception area. 

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“Hey! What you people are doing here?” she shook hands with her winner friends. 

“The President asked us to submit documents, so we came here today. How are you feeling now?” Shang Chi asked her in concern. 

“Oh, yes, dear. Tell us, how you are. You left so abruptly yesterday,” Delinda inquired about her health. 

Kate was chewing gum, not bothering to ask anything, she was standing there as if Marissa was nothing but a mere insect. 

Marissa also chose to ignore her, “I’m fine, and maybe it was just my low blood pressure. Today I’m good. That’s why I came here to pick up my file that I forgot yesterday.” 

“Oh, I saw your file on his desk. I told the president, I could easily deliver it to your place, but he forbade me. He said he could get it delivered by an office boy,” Marissa tried to smile and patted Shang Chi’s shoulder. 

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“Thank you. You are a sweetheart,” She then frowned deeply at her new friends, “By the way, why are you all standing here? If it’s submission of your documents, then let’s go to the top floor and get it done. Why wait in the lobby?” She asked them eagerly. 

However, their hesitant look made her feel odd, “What? What is it?” 

Kate who was standing unbothered up till now, rolled her eyes, “Come on, Marissa. You can’t expect us just to barge in. This is the 

HI 

president, we are talking about not your caterer business 

employee. The CEO of this company is not an ordinary man. Of course, we’ll go, once we get the clearance.” 

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Marissa also rolled her eyes mimicking the annoying brat, “I know you are talking about the president, of course. Look at me!” she challenged her with a sarcastic smirk, “Do I look like an alien to you? Because nobody fu*cking asked me if I need clearance,” Marissa held Kate’s hand and gestured for Shang Chi to follow her 

to the VIP elevators‘ area. 

The vile woman was standing behind her observing them with a poker face, “Huh! Fine! Go with her and be prepared for 

humiliation,” After snapping at them, she went back to the couch in the reception area and sat on it. 

However, nothing prepared her for the shock when Marissa not only reached the VIP elevators but the guard standing there gave her a salute with a courteous smile and stepped back, motioning 

her to enter the elevator. 

One of the men who was already inside the elevator also saluted, and the elevator doors closed behind them. 

By now, Kate was awestruck. Nobody tried to stop them from entering the VIP elevator. How was this fu*cking possible? 

She gulped down and threw a glance towards the dumb receptionist who was busy on her computer screen. 

“I should also try to go to the elevators. They might allow me as well. After all, I’m also here for the same purpose,” 

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She was now regretting, for not accompanying them. 

She ran her fingers through her hair nervously and pasted a confident smile on her face. Walking to the elevators, she could imagine herself being a boss lady and ruling on the throne of MSin 

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Industries when the guard standing close to the elevator extended his arm to stop her from pressing the call button of the elevator. 

“Ma’am. Have you got your clearance with you?” He asked the unexpected question. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

What the actual fu*ck! Didn’t that girl just leave, without any clearance? 

She looked at the guard who was above six and could push her off easily. 

“I was here… to meet Mr. Sinclair…” she gave him, her best smile, “My friends just left in the elevator. I’m accompanying them.” 

The guard not even budged from his position, nor he bothered to look at her. Kate stomped her foot like a bratty child and went back to her seat. She needed to talk to her fiancé. 

Yesterday, she thought that Marissa had at last come to her senses and wasn’t coming back when she left that office in a hurry. 

Nah! She was wrong. 

Marissa was back and she needed to inform Amir about it. The 

bit*ch took some huge amount from Amir and was now acting as if she owned the place. 

She took out her phone to send him a message. Something needed to be done about that bossy, good–for–nothing entrepreneur. 

*** 

Marissa was at once ushered to the VIP floor along with her 

friends. 

“Ms. Aaron!” Dean was there to welcome her right outside the 

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elevator doors. 

“Hey, Dean. Sorry for yesterday. I… I think I was …” she tried explaining to him during the handshake. 

“It’s OK, Ms. Aaron. We all have our bad days. I hope everything is good now.” 

“Well. Everything is good but didn’t we decide on a first–name 

basis?” 

“Sorry, Marissa,” he gave her a sheepish grin, “Umm. Your contract file is not with me,” He told her raising his brows. 

She nodded because she was hoping for this. 

That jerk would never let it go that easily and now she was here to 

tackle him. 

“Can you inform him that I’m here?” 

“He knows. Please feel free to go to his office, Marissa 

straightened her sky-blue shirt, which she was wearing with her denim pants, and inhaled a long breath. 

When she pushed past the door, Rafael who was busy reading something from a file, raised his face. 

Marissa managed a professional smile on her face, “Hello, Mr. Sinclair. Hope you are good. I think I forgot my file yesterday. Can you give it back to me?” 

She was expecting a heated argument but never even in her wildest dreams, she was expecting this heart–melting smile from him, “Hello, Marissa,” he leaned back eyeing her with that alien 

emotion. 

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The longing she wanted to see in his eyes, four years back was there today. 

She heard his whisper, “I was expecting you today, little Greene.” 

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