Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 244

Chapter 244: 244- Delinda’s Worth

Delinda twisted her wrist to have a look at her watch. It was noon and there was no sign of Marissa yet.

Being a head, she should be here by now. Such a careless prick she is!

Shang Chi watched her and then lowered his eyes where she was moving her legs frantically, "You look nervous, Del."

She fidgeted absent-mindedly, "Huh?"

"I said you look nervous. What is it?" Delinda shook her head and leaned over her laptop that was provided by the office.

"Hey. I know, your relationship with Marissa has been quite strained lately. You might have some solid reasons, but don’t forget she is a very generous person. Anything personal should stay aside."

He pointed out and got back to work. Delinda was only half listening to him. She wanted Marissa to be here as that seat was waiting for its owner.

"Guys!" Kate came inside and took her seat that was at the other end of the hall, "Marissa won’t be coming today so in case of any queries, you people can approach me or Dean."

"What!" Delinda stood up in frustration, "But why?"

The hall got silent when Delinda shot the question loudly, "As a head she is supposed to be here."

"No. She isn’t," Dean spoke from the doorway, "Your job is to complete your tasks and leave, Delinda. You aren’t responsible for MSin’s employees’ leave of absence. Stop poking your nose in others business."

Delinda’s face got red, she picked up her purse and left the hall, walking past Dean in her rage.

He is a loser who is taking Marissa’s side just because he gets paid by Rafael. What about moral values? Right and wrong?

She went downstairs with the excuse of having coffee, but she had to go there to meet Valerie Sinclair. Valerie had asked her not to contact her on call or message. They were supposed to connect in the office café.

Valerie’s face lit up as soon as she spotted Delinda.

"What happened? Is the job done?" she asked her with suppressed excitement.

Delinda took the seat across from her and shook her head, "I fixed those nails last evening."

Valerie rolled her eyes, "I know. You already told me that. I’m asking if Marissa sat on that seat or not?"

"She didn’t," Delinda shook her head and pursed her lips into a thin line, "Not yet..." she trailed off when saw Valerie huffing in annoyance.

"The bitch must be busy in Rafael’s office, maybe offering her fat body to him," she spat in anger.

"No, Mrs. Sinclair. She hasn’t arrived yet. We just got to know that she isn’t planning to come today," Delinda informed her casually.

"What?" Valerie stood up from her seat, "How come... she is absent?"

"Please, Mrs. Sinclair. Sit down," Delinda looked around, she didn’t want to attract any attention. It was Valerie’s idea to communicate in the café.

"Isn’t she your head? Why is she staying at home?" Delinda didn’t have an answer to that. Valerie took back her seat, her hands clenched into fists.

"Are ... are you sure that this is the reason?" Valerie asked Delinda, "I hope nobody caught you last night."

Delinda wanted to tell her about Dean but the next moment she found Valerie looking behind her.

"My mother-in-law is here," Valerie quickly muttered under her breath, "Don’t tell her about any of this."

Peter halted midway; his ass stayed in the air. His eyes wide with the silent question, what is wrong, dude?