Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 206

Chapter 206: 206- I Should Show These Ladies

The next morning, Marissa stepped on the VIP floor of MSin with a big grin on her face. Everyone on the floor could notice the glow on her face.

"Some people are getting more gorgeous day by day," she spun around when heard Dean’s amusing voice.

"Hey!" She slapped his shoulder and flashed a smile at him.

This morning when she left the hotel suite, Rafael was still sleeping like a baby. It seemed like he was the one who got multiple climaxes last night.

"So, I hope everything was good at your end," Dean offered her to take a seat and took another one before her.

"Everything is perfect!" she squeezed her eyes and Dean’s expression softened a bit.

"That I can see," he picked up the pen from his desk and started flipping it in between his fingers.

Marissa checked her phone if there was any message from Rafael.

No. There wasn’t.

She raised her face only to find Dean looking at her.

She shrugged her shoulders, "What?"

"Your friends. Those teammates. This morning, they arrived at the office earlier than usual to meet you,"

"My friends?" she muttered and followed his gaze only to look over her shoulder. Her team members were standing there in a group.

They were the same people who didn’t attend her venue presentation. She slowly got to her feet and turned to them with a questioning look.

One of them cleared his throat and spoke, "W... we are ... here to say sorry..."

He couldn’t finish it when saw Marissa’s gaze turning sharp, "I expected better from you all," she said softly, "I thought of you as my team... My family. You were supposed to be on my side!"

She spread her arms with a quivering smile, "I don’t know what else you want. You chose Mrs. Sinclair. Now why are you here?"

Shazma stepped forward and swallowed, "We’re sorry," she hurriedly explained, "we got carried away, thinking that they were the bosses. That was what we were told and we almost got exploited. Until Mr. Sinclair..."

Marissa’s eyes snapped up to her face, "Mr. Sinclair? What about him?"

"He talked to us. He said we owe you an apology. We wanted him to bring us back, but he said he wouldn’t do anything. It’s you who will decide if we should stay on the Diamond floor or come back here on the Gold floor."

Marissa didn’t know what to say anymore. Rafael was trying hard to silently demand the people around her to pay her the due respect.

She stayed silent for several seconds until a soft smile broke on her lips, "Fine. Come back to this floor..." All the teammates who were standing there, their faces lit up, but Marissa immediately raised her hand, "But wait. Before coming here, you need to do something for me. If you all fail to do it, then..." she rolled her eyes a little dramatically.

"Tell us," Kate spoke for the first time, "What do we need to do?"

"Hmm. Interesting question," Marissa smiled but then it fainted when her eyes met Delinda. She had this weird expression on her face as if someone had forced her to stand there.

Marissa could feel them holding their breath in anticipation, not knowing what she might demand.

"Well! Tomorrow morning, I need an invitation for a lavish breakfast where you people will feed me butter croissants along with a caramel frappe."

When she was done with her demand, they all stared at her in surprise.