Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 326

Chapter 326: 326- My Sister And Her Boyfriend

Valerie was pacing around in her room. She was fuming as Marissa’s face kept popping up in her mind.

How dare she!

She had Rafael’s contact number but wasn’t giving him the call intentionally. Why?

She wanted to test his patience. She had somehow guessed that he was more interested in Marissa and Valerie didn’t want to let that happen.

She knew how to play her cards. But the fate? Damn that fate!

It chose to make them meet in the bookstore.

No. Valerie needed to do something about it, really fast. They might run into each other again. Instead of playing this cat-and-mouse game with Rafael, she should contact him.

She rushed to her bed and raised the pillow to take out the chit. Picking up her phone, she dialed the number and waited for it to be answered.

It got through after the second ring. He seemed to be outside, "Hello?" his voice appeared so deep and so sexy on the phone.

She could almost imagine him groaning in ecstasy lying above her. A cold sweat broke near her forehead.

"Hello?" He repeated and this time frustration was evident in his voice.

"Hi. I’m... Valerie speaking..." she was looking for coherent words.

"Sorry? Who?" Valerie didn’t like it. Shouldn’t he remember her name?

"It’s me. Valerie! I told you to find me a job... if you remember?" She tried to sound innocent, and embarrassed.

"Oh. Yeah. Where are you now?" his direct question made her a little shocked. It was a little before midnight. Surely the job interviews couldn’t be taken at this hour.

"Umm. I’m home, Mr. Sinclair," she tried to laugh it off, "where else?"

"Fine. Send me your location. I’m coming to pick you up."

Wait! What?

Before she could utter another word, the call was disconnected.

***

Valerie was having this weird feeling. Instead of taking her to a high-end place, they were wandering on the streets of Sangua city.

Wasn’t he an elite?

Rich boys liked showing off rather than roaming the streets with their girls, observing the carts selling street food.

Was he even the real Rafael Sinclair or he was just a fake who shared the same name?

"Mr. Sinclair!" she called him but then saw him absently leaving her behind. She stopped in frustration, "Mr. Sinclair!"

He did turn this time as she was too loud. Even a few people nearby stopped to look at them.

"Weren’t we here for the interview?" She asked him but he seemed blank,

"Hmm?"

"I said, weren’t we here for the interview? I thought you had set up some meeting with someone for my job," She sounded annoyed.

She knew damn well that she wasn’t here for any interview. He brought her here because he wanted something from her.

He wanted to talk about Marissa and Valerie was ready for it.