Mysterious Night Stand With A Pimp Turned Mogul by John Rice (novels to read in english .TXT) 📗

Chapter 11

Both adults were shocked. Ida didn't expect that her anonymous and mysterious husband would be the man she kissed five years ago and at the same time, the man she had been meeting coincidentally of a recent.

"You know my dad already?" The little boy asked Ida. Seeing the way Ida addressed his dad, he guessed that she was familiar with him.

"I'm glad my son likes you," the man said calmly to Ida.

"Mr. Pimp! I can't believe it," Ida turned to the little boy and asked," is he really your dad?"

"Yes, he's my dad," the little boy nods affirmatively.

Ida scoffed, "wow!"

"Have fun!" The man said and began to walk away. Ida furrowed her brow. Didn't he know that he was her husband? They were meeting eachother for the first time as couple and all he says was 'have fun!"

"I was asking if you know my dad somewhere?" Beau interrupted her thought.

"Yes, I have seen him before," she answered the little boy then went back to the kitchen with him. In a jiffy, she was at the dinner , eating. Since the little boy was already satisfied, he just drank from the juice that Amy served her with.

The rest of the day was fun for both Ida and Beau.

When Ida got to work the following morning, she reported to the office of her head of department.

"Good morning, ma," she greeted and the woman gestured for her to sit.

"You are welcome. Were you able to secure the deal with our client yesterday?"

"The person I met didn't make work easy for me," Amy didn't know how to explain to Alta, her head of department that the client she met with was her ex husband.

"In short, you failed, right?" The woman asked.

"I'm sorry, ma."

The woman picked up a file and dropped it before her, "this is your second and last chance, you are to meet with a new client, if you can't secure a deal this time, then you have failed your probation test and hence, would be relieved off this job."

"I understand. I'll put in my hard work this time," she said.

"Goodluck," Alta said.

She picked up the file and said a "thank you," before leaving.

She hoped that she will be lucky this time. About five hours later, she took a cab over to the restaurant. Unlike her first client that she met at the hotel, she would be meeting this new client at the restaurant.

Restaurant was even more opened than a hotel so she was relieved. But she was nervous cause not being able to secure a deal with this client would equates to being fired.

When she arrived at the restaurant, she saw a lot of big men around and she didn't know whom her client is, she checked the address given to her again and realized that her client would be in the VVIP section of the restaurant.

She then asked around for where the VVIP section was, a security man lead her to the VIP room, there were only three man and two women there, the place was beautiful and scanty.

When the security man saw that she paused, he said to her, "we are not there yet, miss."

True, Ida remembered that her client would be in the VVIP room and not the VIP room. She then followed the man until they got to the entrance of the VVIP room.

"I'll take my leave here," the security man that had lead her here said and walked away.

She breathed in deeply and after releasing her breath, she knocked for a couple of seconds before opening the door. Once she appeared inside the VVIP room, she saw that there was only a man present in the room.

She then greeted, "good afternoon, sir. I'm from B Corporation."

Seeing that the man didn't say a word, she walked quietly and nervously closer and asked," sir, are you the one I'm to meet with?"

"Yes."

Oh! She then walked further and soon appeared before the man.

"You can sit," the man gestured and on sitting, her eyebrow arched so high.

She almost called him 'Mr. Pimp' but when she realized that he was her client , she dared not to act casually. Why are all her clients people she knows?

"Good morning, sir. About the deal, I'll like to explain reasons why you should invest with us, can I proceed, sir? Also, I 'll be willing to answer every question that you may have." She sounded as professional as she could.

"Can I have the contract?" He asked.

"Yes," she placed the contract before him and she watched as the man pulled out his pen from his pocket and signed it.

"Huh? You just sign a contract without hearing me out?"

"Is that necessary? If I don't sign it, you will get fired anyways," he said.

She was shocked at how he knows that this was her final chance. Aww...she was so grateful that he signed it without even letting her stress herself.

"You are so kind." She was so happy, she immediately drew the contract paper and stood, she was almost telling him 'bye' when he spoke," I don't do charity."

She paused and tried to make a meaning of his words," I don't understand what you meant by that, sir."

"Sit."

She sat and dropped her handbag back on the table. "Is there something else I can help you with ?"

"Did you think I sign the contract out of the kidness of my heart?"

"Huh?"

"I have helped you, now you must pay me back," he said.

"Just when I think you are a good man. Common! Please don't make me think otherwise."

"You must pay," he insisted with his cold look.

"Mr. Should I take my 'thank you' back?"

"Who says I need it?" His voice became sterner.

She became nervous and then reminded him," remember I'm your wife? You should be able to help me liberally."

"I don't help people liberally. I' m not kind at all. Please pay me or I'll have to call your office and give them a bad report about you," he threatened.

"Hey! Mr. Or Husband... whatever... Take it easy, okay ?" She rolled her eyes and looked away.

He was her husband yet he's acting as if he had never seen her before.What sort of a man is he?

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