Babysitting The Billionaire’s Adult Son

MELANIE’S P. O. V

“Should I invite her over to the table? She has be dying to meet you.” Mia smirk and I stare at her with disgust.

I swear, if you ask me what I hate the most then I’ll tell you “It’s introducing my man to another woman” huh, how can that be? She sees me here, and still have the gut to talk trash about asking an outsider to the table.

I furrows my brows at Mr Gordon to hear what he is going to say, and just as I thought he ordered Mia to invite her over.

Is he just dumb or he’s testing my patience?

“Who is she anyways?” Mr Gordon asks. He pick up his own wine and lift the glass to his mouth.

“Mitchell Brooks? Well, her father is the ex chairman of this foundation, Nathaniel Brooks. She studied business management in Canada and she fly down to NYC when her father had an accident. So, she’s still around and I guess she’s going to fill in her father’s position until he gets back to his feet.” Mia let out and Mr Gordon let out an ‘oh’.

I would be lying if I said I’m not jealous of her background. I mean, she was born with a silver spoon but yet, she can’t be crushing on my man.

I grab a glass that’s half filled with wine and I gulp a large quantity down my throat. Mia call out to a guard and she whisper something to his ear. The guy nodes his head and walk away from us.

It’s beginning to feel hurt in here and I’m starting to feel the heat. I suddenly feel a movement below my navel and I feel the sudden urge to pee.

I tug at Mr Gordon’s sleeve and pull him to myself, I whisper to his ear that I want him to take me to the restroom and he nodes his head before standing up on his seat.

“Where are you going?” Mia asks with a raise of her brows.

“Oh! I need to get my babe to the restroom.” he smiles warmly at her and I felt my cheeks turn red at his compliment.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

Shut up, it’s part of the plan.

My subconscious yell at me and I roll my eyes at the thought.

Just then, the guard that left earlier appear with the lady right behind him.

“There’s no need for you to do that, let the guard take her to the restroom.” Mia smile and tell the guy to lead me to the restroom.

I groan inwardly and stand up on my feet. The guy beckons to me to follow him and I obey.

Stepping outside the hall, the guy didn’t say anything. He keeps on walking and I quietly follow behind him until we get to the restroom which was present at the far end of the hall.

We were just outside its door when the guy stop and turns toward me. “Should I wait for you or you can find your way back?” he asks calmly.

“I can find my way back, you may leave.” I smile in a way that hardly show my teeth. The guy nodes and walks out of the corridor. I enter into the restroom and close the door behind me.

I walk to the wc and drop the load that I’ve been carrying inside all along and wash my hands with the tap water. I turn around to leave and memories of years ago flash through my memory, I gasps and started panting heavily as I push the door open.

I rush out of the washroom and I bump into a hard rock and I feel a bang in my head. “Ahh!” I cries out and I feel hands wrap around my waist.

“Does rocks have hands?” I yells out and I hear a soft voice chuckles.

“This rock here has hands… See.” he smiles waving his hands on my face and I chuckle.

He make me stand on my feet and I apologise for bumping into him.

“Are you okay?” he asks calmly and I’m forced to stare at his face.

He’s a living Greek god. That’s how I can compliment his looks.

His curly brown hair is packed up with a band, giving him a girly look. His pointed nose is facing his redish plump heart shape mouth. He had a Pierce on both side of his well shaped brows, giving him a bad boy looks.

He’s clad in white trousers, with a white turtle neck top over a body hug white jacket. His feet is clad in a royal blue leather shoe. He’s a definition of a ‘perfect gentleman’.

“Are you okay?” Mr Greek god asks again jotting me out of my thoughts.

“Oh, yes, yes I’m fine.” I smile nervously.

He release his grip on my waist and I’m back on my feet.

“My name is Andy Reid. I’m the CEO of A. R Empire. It’s nice meeting you.” Andy says, bringing out his hand for a handshake and I stretch out my hand with a huge smile on my face.

“I’m Melanie Watson and…”

“You must be a model because you looks like one.” Andy compliment my look and I couldn’t help but to blush.

“Oh! Well, I’m not.” I smile, hiding my cheeks with my palm.

“Who are you here with because your name doesn’t sounds familiar?” Andy asks as we walks to the balcony.

“Well, frankly, I don’t know anything about this foundation, I accompany a partner here.” I says, resting my elbow on the rail.

“Who’s that?” Andy ask and I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.

“Alfred Gordon. I escort him here.” I smile shyly and he let out a scoff.

“Alfred is in this gathering and he didn’t contact me, wow!” he chuckles and I stare at him in total confusion.

“What are you to Alfred, if I may ask.” he asks and I rub my sweaty palms together.

“I’m his partner…”

“Everyone is here with a partner. Who exactly are you to him?” Andy ask and I suddenly to feel uncomfortable around him.

“Hmm, I have to heed back inside. It’s nice meeting you.” I smile and he raise his brow to understand what just happened.

“Oh, okay! Here’s my card. You can call me if you’ll like to model my brand.” he smile and hand over a business card to me.

I take the card from him and shoot him a bubble smile before walking out of him.

I eaves a sigh and digest a sudden lump down my throat.

I walk back to the reception and see everyone on the dance floor. I eye search everywhere for Mr Gordon and surprisingly, I see him dancing with Mitchell.

Huh? I scoff, not believing my eyes.

Men can be ridiculous at times. I hiss and makes my way to the dance floor. On seeing me, Mr Gordon leave Mitchell and walk up to me.

“What took you so long? I’ve been starting at the hallway since you left.” he asks and I rolls my eyes at him.

If he’s truly worry about me why can’t he come find me? I kiss my teeth angrily and keep quiet.

“Are you okay?” he asks, raising my jaw with his index finger.

“I’m fine.” I slaps his hand off my jaw and take my gaze away from him.

I hears him chuckle and I’m force to ask what’s funny.

“Hmm, nothing but there’s someone I’ll like to introduce to you.” Mr Gordon smiles, he take my hand and drag me gently as we make our way through the crowd.

“Hey, I promise you I’d introduce her to you as soon as she gets back, and here she is.” Mr Gordon smiles.

“Mitcheel meet my fiancee. Her name is Melanie.” Mr Gordon says and my eyes widen in shock.