Love Triangle: The Secret Billionaire

12

Episode 12

Jimmie's pov:

We were like past half of the day gone and we were still working. I had so many stuffs to edit and design but at least it wasn't that bad, because I was very fast.

Miss Beatrice went out to shoot a film with some group of people but we do not have the idea when they would be coming back.

Samantha went on an errand and I was just bored. I wanted her around because I was almost done with my work and there would be no one to talk to.

I wouldn't want to talk to those ladies who keep staring at me seductively or those guys who are lessed concerned about work.

I sighed and just as I was about to take a break Samantha walked in and I smiled.

Finally...

"Hey Sam? I've been expecting you" I said and she c****d her eyebrows at me before sitting on my desk.

"Really? Where you missing me already?" She smirked and I chuckled.

"Fair enough" I winked at her and she chuckled.

"Well I have an idea...why don't we go out this evening, just to chill and know ourselves better before I travel? What do say?" She asked and I smiled

"Alright that would be awesome" I replied.

"Okay...uhm are you done with your work yet?" She asked staring at my tab.

"Yeah, what about you?" I asked

"Uhn not yet..."

"Who are we submitting it to?" I asked

"Mr Richard"

Oh f*ck!

I don't want to see that man's face again for any reason. I frowned and she chuckled.

"I know that look and yeah not just you, no one likes him" she replied.

"Can we go together when we want to submit our work?" I asked

"Sure, anything for you" she said and left to her desk but that kept me thinking.

Anything for me?

That sounds pretty odd.

You know what?

Forget it.

When she was done with her work, we went together to Mr Richard's office.

*Knock knock*

"Uhm...hold on please" he muffled from inside and I furrowed my eyebrows.

The movement in the office was quiet weird. Was he inside with someone?

"What's all the racket?" I whispered to Samantha and she just shrugged.

"You...you can come in now" he said then we opened the door and walked in.

"Oh it's you guys" he muttered nervously when he saw us and I wondered what he was hiding.

"Good evening sir" I and Samantha greeted him and he nodded before putting on his glasses.

"Yes what is it? Are you done with your work?" He cleared his throat and asked.

"Yes sir..." Someone flushed the toilet and came out of the bathroom. It was a young lady and I think I know her, she's normally with those group of girls.

"Sorry for interrupting you guys, I just borrowed Mr Richard restroom. I hope you don't mind?" She smiled mischievously and I just stared at her weirdly then she left.

Mr Richard rubbed his forehead in embarrassment and I scoffed then Samantha nudged my shoulder to caution me.

He was obviously hooking up with that lady and he's someone who has wife with kids I guess.

He is such a perv.

"Just give them to me?" He asked and we submitted our flashs to him.

"You can go but Mr Rogers should stay behind" he said

Darn it!

Samantha looked at me and I nodded simply then she left.

"So Mr Rogers, you finally got your way into the company by seducing Miss Beatrice right?" He asked and I furrowed brows.

"What? No. She just liked my drawing sir" I replied politely.

What the hell? Why would I want to seduce Miss Beatrice?

For what?

"Whatever. Well she was talking about the new department. Comics! No one is going to be in that kind of department" he said

And ouch that hurts but do I really care?

"I don't necessarily need people...I could do the work on my own" I replied and he scoffed.

"Tell that to her and not me. You can leave my office now" he said and I turned to leave.

"...and Uhm... whatever you saw here must not be said outside just mind your business if you don't want your job to be difficult for you" he added and I just bowed simply before leaving.

"Hey" I found Samantha waiting beside the door and I reduced my steps to wait for her.

"What did he say to you?" She asked

"Well he was talking about my comic idea and then changed to what happened earlier. He was clearly hooking up with Blaire before we came in" I frowned and she cautioned me to keep it down again.

"Don't let him hear you and yeah this is not the first time he's sleeping around with ladies in this company" she said then I paused and stared at her weirdly.

"What? Why are you staring at me like that? Do you actually think I'll let him touch me?" She replied with a huff and I laughed.

We heard screeching sounds of cars from outside and I think Miss Beatrice is back.

"Finally she's around" Samantha said and we walked down the hall way then we saw her walking towards us. I quickly composed myself and tried not to look at her direction but it was as if was walking to me directly then I stopped walking to wait for her.

"Jimmie"

"Good evening Ma'am" I greeted with a bow and so did Samantha.

"Good evening...Uhm I want you to prepare because we are going out this evening so don't bother going home" She said and I froze because I know that Sam was looking at us awkwardly.

"Alright Ma'am" I replied with a bow still then she nodded once before walking past us.

Okay? Now this is weird.

Where the f*ck are we going to this evening?

"What was that for? Where are you guys going to" Sam asked

"I think it's for photo shoot" I managed to lie again then she groaned.

"But we were supposed to have fun tonight" she pouted sadly

"I know but don't worry I promise you, tomorrow night. We'll go out even to watch a movie okay. Don't get mad" I cupped her cheek and she chuckled.

"Alright then... I'll get tickets for the both of us" she said then I smiled

"Come on let's go and have a drink" I held her hand and pulled her along.

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After closing hours, I just escorted Sam outside and waited for Miss Beatrice. I stood for like a few more minutes before before she came. She was the one driving this time and it kinda look cool.

"Hey, get in" she said and I nodded before getting into the car.

"Uhm where are we going because I just ditched my friend for this" I said and she chuckled.

"We are going to have a dinner together at a restaurant" she replied and I furrowed my brows.

"What?" I whispered

"Is it really necessary?" I asked

"Yup, we have to hang out for a month so that it wouldn't look like a sudden relationship" she replied and I muttered an 'O'

"I hope you can drive?" She asked

"Yeah, why did you ask?" I replied

"Let's get to the restaurant first" she said and I nodded.

We got to the most fancy restaurants in the city and I was wowed by everything I saw.

I've never been to a place like this before and how am I sure I'll be able to pay for a single meal here, My account balance was as dry as sahara.

I pulled out a chair for her before sitting down just like a gentleman after all we were just acting.

Hmmm this seem interesting.

"So now that we've started our deal, here is the thing..." She started and I focused on her.

"Whatever we do, no feeling attached, cleared? This is just acting" she said and I nodded.

"...and for God sake call me Beatrice, no Miss, no Ma'am except we are in the office" she added

"Got it" I replied and interlocked my fingers on the table.

"I've already prepared the mansion with eight cars. You are expected to move in tomorrow... tomorrow is Saturday so you have plenty of time to do that" she explained and my face beamed

"Thank you so much. My mum is gonna freak out" I said happily and she chuckled.

"You stay with your Mom?" She asked and I nodded.

Wait, why is it always weird to their ears?

"Wow that's lovely and I'm sure your Mum is kindhearted just like you" she replied with a smile and I nodded with a blush then she laughed.

Did she just complement me? Wou!

That's crazy.

"Well my Mum? I don't know who she is, That's all I can say for now but she's very tough and that is why I want you to be tough as well when acting. She must not figure out that this is fake" she said and I sighed

"Alright" I mumbled.

You've said that a couple of times now.

"Anytime we are going out, you'll be the one to drive" she said and I chuckled.

"No problem" I replied then a waiter came to our table.

"Good evening miss Beatrice, Good evening Sir, what would you like to eat?" He asked and I just pretended not to hear because I don't have money.

"Uhm let's see..." She picked up the menu and I watched the way her eyes moved around the menu.

"Brown rice and salad with pepper chicken and Champagne" she smirked then he scrabbled it down.

"What about you honey, what would you like to eat?" She asked me...

Wait what did she just call me?

There was no time to even think about that because the waiter was already waiting for my response.

"Uhm... nothing I'm not really hungry, you can just get me a glass of water" I said with a smile.

"Are you sure? you should eat something... you know what? give us the same thing" she said to the waiter and I felt like passing out.

Where do I get the money to pay for all that? Oh God I'm dead.

The waiter left then she bursted out laughing but it wasn't funny.

"I'm not mocking you but your face looked hilarious." She chuckle and I looked away feeling embarrassed.

"You don't have to worry okay? All bills on me and besides this is my Mum's restaurant, I'm not paying anything." She explained and I turned to look at her.

Oh no wonder...it makes more sense. Now I see the reason why she called me honey earlier and why she brought me to this restaurant in particular so that her Mum would notice us.

Smart!

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They kept chatting and laughing then the waiter brought their order. Jimmie was so amazed when he saw how expensive the dish looked.

"Wow eating home made dish is good and satisfying but eating from outside especially free fancy food like this, is an achievement. I've never eaten like this before, I feel like a king well pampered" Jimmie said and she laughed.

"Oh Jimmie, you're a funny guy" she chuckled and he had even forgotten that he was eating with his Boss, well she's his fake girlfriend right?

So it's doesn't matter.

He was already enjoying this contract and hoped for more in the future.

Meanwhile, Wesley was watching them from his own table from a distance angrily and they weren't aware.

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