Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets

148 148- Valerie In MSin 

“Are we going to the hotel?” she asked Rafael when saw him taking the first turn. 

“Yeah. My office clothes are there, and you can meet the kids,” she leaned back with a nod. 

“You are spoiling them,” he just tilted his head at her remark to give her the look that clearly 

said, 

Of course, they are my kids, and they are meant to be spoiled. 

“I need to discuss something with you,” he said, his eyes scanning the road ahead. 

“Yeah. Shoot.” 

“I have invited a few women to the hotel, he touched the tip of his tongue to his upper lip. 

She crossed her arms over her chest, clearly unsettled, “Invited few women? But why?” 

“I wanted to discuss it last night but couldn’t get a chance…” he paused when she nodded at him to continue, “If you find it OK then I want to hire a nanny for the kids.” 

Marissa got quiet. 

“Listen. I already told you, that you are the best mom for my kids, and no one can take your place. You have got the best help in your absence in the form of Sophie and Flint. But… don’t you think now they need their time?” 

Marissa shot him a puzzled look, “Their time?” 

“Yeah. They both are amazing but now they need to refocus on their lives as individuals, Marissa. You were alone and they came up to help you. But now I’m also here for the kids. Sophia is a gynecologist who dropped her practice because she was hiding from me,” Marissa detected guilt in his voice, “And now I want to do something for her.” Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

She raised a brow, “You mean Joseph?” 

“Yes. Joseph is a very good friend of mine. If they hit it up, then our favorite people can be closer… and together. What do you say?” Marissa thought for a moment. 

“As a mom, you’ll decide who to hire for our kids. These governesses will be trained and know how to tackle a kid.” 

Marissa was quiet after that. 

“So, you expect me, she raised her index finger in the air, “to interview them this morning?” 

He shrugged while applying brakes for the signal, “If there is a problem then I can reschedule the interviews. 

“B…but Rafael, I have a meeting before lunch break where I need to give a final presentation.” 

“And we can postpone the presentation after the lunch break, Marissa thought of Delinda who might think she was again taking advantage. 

“What if people will think that I’m delaying the presentation without any reason?” 

148 148–Valorie in MSin 

“Why care for the people, Marissa? If you think you are not harming anyone or not taking undue benefit, then all is good. Who cares what others think about you?” 

The car had stopped in front of the hotel entrance, “Plus, I’m with you,” he said holding her hand. 

“If that’s the case, she smiled, “then I’m in.” 

Fu*ck you, Delinda. 

“Oh God. I’m excited,” Valerie said sitting in the cab. Though she couldn’t make her appearance yesterday in MSin but now she was all ready for Nina, Rafael, and that woman. 

All the way, her heart kept racing in her chest. Ethan even kissed her to calm her nerves, but she 

was too thrilled for this. 

Ruling on the army of servants at home was something else. But being a queen in the corporate world was a different feeling. 

Oh, I wish Marissa was there. I would have shown her that “Look! See, where I am now.” 

When they got out of the cab, she walked to the entrance door while Ethan paid the driver. 

The same watchman was standing there who didn’t stop her today and opened the door for her. 

With Ethan following her, she went inside and was amazed when looked around. 

Was this MSin office? Her office? It was so luxurious and somewhat imposing. 

Taking off her dark glasses, she approached the receptionist, “I need to go to the Presidential floor!” 

The receptionist had one look at the confident woman and frowned, “I’m sorry. Who are you? Do you have an appointment there?” 

“I don’t need an appointment. I’m Mrs. Rafael Sinclair, Valerie laughed internally when the receptionist’s face went pale. 

“C…can I have some… iden… identification, ma’am?” 

Valerie shook her head, “No!” 

The receptionist seemed to be smart. She quickly searched for Rafael’s images on the internet and that was when she found a few rare pictures of Valerie Sinclair. 

Oh my God! The lady was right. 

She signaled a guard, “She is Mrs. Rafael Sinclair. Please take her to his office, Valerie wasn’t expecting this type of VIP protocol. 

So, I was right. I just need to be confident and that’s it. 

When the elevator doors opened, she stepped on the VIP floor and was in awe. Everything there seemed to be gleaming with elegance. 

There was a group of employees who were busy talking and had to stop when saw her walking 

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to the office with such protocol. Along with Ethan two guards were behind her, 

“Hello. Nice meeting you,” she waved at them with a friendly smile and then saw the confused look on their faces. 

“I’m Mrs. Sinclair,” the group’s jaws dropped at the unexpected introduction. 

“Oh my. Is she Mrs. Sinclair? Really?” a woman from the group came closer, 

“Hello, Mrs. Sinclair. I’m Kate. Please call me whenever you need me. I’m sure I have so much to 

tell 

you about whatever is going on here in the MSin building.” 

That was great. 

Valerie wanted someone from the office who could provide her with the correct details. 

“Sure, Kate. I’ll definitely call you in my office,” she shook hands with the woman and then turned her attention to the other employees. 

“They are our colleagues. Delinda. Shang Chi. Peter,” Kate kept introducing them all. 

“You, my dear, must be the program in–charge, Valerie shot a probing glance at her. What if this Kate was the woman Rafael was involved with? 

“In charge? Ha–ha. No!” Kate laughed with the shake of her head, “You are too sweet to think that. Reality is… I am not the in–charge. Someone else is… someone who doesn’t even have enough certifications,” Kate tried to keep the hatred off her tone. 

“Then who is in–charge?” Valerie asked flipping behind her freshly blow–dried hair. 

Kate cleared her throat, “Our in charge is…”