Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 463

Chapter 463: 463- Voices and Faces.

George had just finished the meeting and was waiting for Ariel when Paige informed him that Anaya Jakes was outside his office.

"Please send her in," he tried to sound more professional, straining to suppress his happiness. He hastily got up and dashed to the door to welcome her.

The office door was opened, and Anaya peeked inside with that cute tilt of her head.

"Hello, ma’am," he grabbed her wrist to draw her inside and shut the door, "Welcome to my office," his arms were wrapped around her waist as he looked down at her flushed face.

"Happy birthday again," she raised the packet of crisps to his eye level, "You left this in my locker?"

"I left this in your locker!" he nodded and kissed her lips.

"Somebody might have noticed, George," she tried pushing him away by placing her palm on his chest, but he didn’t budge.

"So what? Let them. By the way, I went inside with the excuse of inspection," he said with a wink and Aniya rolled her eyes.

"Will we keep standing here?" she shot him a quick side glance and pointed to the sofa, "What’s that for?"

He pulled her again into him and placed his cheek on her head, "Stay like this, little dove!"

Aniya wanted to shake her head in annoyance. But his closeness didn’t allow her to move it.

"Mr. George Clooney. I’m here to share these crisps," she didn’t have any option except to lean her cheek on his chest and close her eyes.

"This is making me sleepy. I want to doze off..." she mumbled.

"Hmm. Let’s go home and sleep together," Aniya’s eyes widened at his suggestion. She slapped his arm and tried to push him away.

"Mrs. Eileen will fire me, George."

"Then I’ll fire her! Stay like this!" he ordered her sternly, "I’m her boss."

"No, you won’t fire her! Jerk!" she was finding it funny and kept pushing him away.

He squinted as hurt flashed in his eyes, "You called me jerk!"

"Yeah!" Aniya was successfully out of his grip and was now standing with her hand on her hip, "Stop being a drama queen and tell me if you want these crisps or not."

"I want you!" he said with a pout. Aniya stared at him and then mirth bubbled up in her chest as she doubled over laughing hard. _{ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com}

She was laughing like crazy, and he was looking at her with a fond smile. When she recovered from her laughing spell, he brought her to the sofa but instead of making her sit on it, he sat down and pulled her down to his lap.

She suddenly turned serious, "George," she turned to him while he was busy drawing randomly on her palm, "Last night, I saw a girl in the reception area of your apartment building who was there to see her boyfriend. Can you help me find her? I don’t know who she was visiting but I think I know her."

"They manage a log for every guest. I can talk to them if you know about the exact time..." his lips started grazing the crook of her neck. She shivered visibly when felt his warm breath against her skin.

"Oh, fu*ck! Mrs. Eileen!" She hurriedly got off his lap and then closed her eyes when caught the huge tent in his pants.

"Sorry. Can’t help it!" he shrugged with nonchalance.

Aniya didn’t take the time to leave the office, forgetting the crisps behind.

Abi! Don’t worry. You’ll get better.

Ariel! Let’s give Abigail some of our coloring books. A small boy of her age told the blonde girl. Aniya could feel the sweat tickling down her temple.