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Nicole stopped laughing and looked at her daughter earnestly. “Drea, let’s not look for Daddy, okay? Mommy can raise you all by herself.”
“Grandpa said that it’s not right of my daddy to avoid taking responsibility, though. He has to be responsible toward you and me,” the little girl said with an adult-like expression.
Nicole was speechless. Why did her father talk about such things with her kids?
“Grandpa said that he will grow old and one day won’t be able to take care of us anymore.”
She could now feel the tears coming. Her father was worried that he would grow old and frail, hence unable to take care of her and her kids. She tried to suppress the tears as she responded, “Be good, Drea. I’ll become strong and take care of both you and Grandpa.”
“Okay. I’ll also grow up quickly and be very tall, so I can take care of Mommy and Grandpa.” With that, the little girl returned to scarfing down her dinner.
Nicole's heart softened at her words. Her kids were everything to her, so she absolutely must build a protective environment for them.
The next day was a Saturday.
It was early in the morning and she thought she wouldn’t have to go to work, but then she received a call from Felicia.
“Nicole, why aren’t you here for overtime?”
“I have to?” Nicole sat up and placed her hand to her forehead as she asked. Why was it necessary to work overtime when they were the local branch?
“Because we’re putting out the newest release soon. It’s customary to work overtime during these few weeks. Come on over now!”
“In that case… Can I bring my kids to the office?” Nicole hastily asked.
“All right, sure.” Felicia agreed, for she knew Nicole was a single mother.
Nicole immediately woke her kid's up with kisses and told them, "darlings, let's go.. come with me to the office for overtime."
The little triplets seemed to be still half-asleep, but they nodded anyway.
She led her kid's downstairs and hailed a cab to the office. She had bought some bread on the way for breakfast and it was already 9:50AM when she arrived at the company.
Grace was bringing in coffee when she saw the cute triplets on the couch, which immediately stunned her.
“Wow! Oh my goodness! They are too cute!”
The little kid's wore a black T-shirt each paired with jeans. Their black hair covered their full little foreheads and a pair of huge bright eyes shone like jewels as they peeked out from under their dense and curly eyelashes. Their features were exquisite and pretty, like a beautiful doll.
"Hey, little guy, did you get your eyelashes curled when you were still in your mother's stomach? They're so long and curly!" Grace said in admiration..
Hearing that, Nicole could only say that the host that night wasn't too shabby himself either.
As Nicole was perusing the documents with her head lowered, Grace took the opportunity to reach out with her hand.
The little guy looked at her in anger. “Miss, can you stop pinching my cheeks? It hurts.”
“Sorry, sorry. Your face is just so squishy that I couldn’t help it. I’ll stop now,” Grace hastily apologized.
At this moment, Nicole answered a call from Felicia. “Come to my office for a bit.”
“Grace, I’m going to Director Evans’ office for a while. Look after my kid's for me while I’m gone.”
“Of course! No problem.” Grace gestured with an ‘okay’ sign.
At the underground carpark of Bourgeois, a low key yet luxurious Bentley had just pulled up whereby Drake Butler alighted from the driver’s seat.
He had just received a call from Larry, informing him that there was an important document he needed to sign. It was then that he realized that the entire Bourgeois staff was working overtime.
Larry offered to bring the document over to him, but since Drake was coincidentally in the area, he came to the office on his own instead..
He pressed the elevator button and rode the elevator up to his office.
Grace played with the little kid's for a while before remembering that there was a document she was supposed to get signed. She told the kid's, “Babies, promise me you’ll not wander anywhere. I’ll come back right after I deliver a document, okay?”
“Okay!” The little triplets nodded obediently.
She hadn’t been gone for long when the triplets needed to head to the bathroom. They opened the office door and ran out to the bathroom located on the same floor, only to find a sign saying ‘under maintenance’ hanging outside.
The little triplets immediately ran to the elevator and pressed the button to head up.
Soon, the elevator doors opened with a ding.
They looked up to see a tall man in the elevator. As soon as he raised his head, Drea asked, “Sir, where is the bathroom? I need to pee.”
Upon the child’s sudden questioning, Drake was surprised before his reserved dark gaze fell on the child whose height only reached his thighs. He was stunned for a few seconds as he saw the child’s lifted face.
Where did this girl come from?
“Sir, please hurry up and take me there. I can’t hold it in anymore!” The little kid gripped Drake's pants as he shouted with a red face.
Drake responded in a low voice, “Alright, I’ll take you there.”
The elevator doors opened with a ding. He bent over and carried the child in his arms as he strode toward the bathroom while Pete and Elis stayed outside.
Drake took the child inside and guarded as the little girl began to relieve himself.
After the little girl was done, he sighed in contentment before she finally remembered to thank this handsome passerby.
“Thank you, Sir.”
“What’s your name? Why are you here?” Drake couldn’t help but ask in curiosity.
“My name is Drea Chapman and I came to accompany my mommy to work,” Drea answered in a clear voice.
Drake frowned. “Is your mother Nicole Chapman?”
“Do you know my mommy, Sir?”
He was only taking a stab in the dark as well. Nicole was a single mother, so her daughter probably had her last name.
The little girl ran out and washed her hands. As she looked at the reflection of the tall man in the mirror, she suddenly commented, “Sir, we look like each other!”
Drake froze before he earnestly examined their faces and realized that they had indeed resembled each other.
Their eyes, eyebrows, nose, lips, and even the curve of their chins were exactly the same.
"Sir, are you single? Do you have a girlfriend?" The inquisitive little girl raised his head and asked...
Drake could see what the kid was thinking behind those huge eyes of his. However, despite knowing the child’s intentions, he told the truth. “Yes, I’m single. I don’t have a girlfriend.”
“Then, will you consider my mommy? She’s young, beautiful and has a goodfigure. She’s also kind and gentle on top of cooking very well.” The little girl began advertising her mother. SHe wanted to solve her grandpa’s troubles and also to look for a man to take care of her mommy.
Surprise colored Drake's eyes. This little girl is pretty interesting, he thought. He narrowed his eyes and responded, “Then, you’ll have to ask her whether she’s willing to marry me. If she is, I’ll be willing to take her hand.”
The little girl blinked with her large eyes, happy to know that everyone had loved her mother.
After all, this handsome man said he was willing to marry her right off the bat.
“All right, I’ll ask for you. What’s your name?” The little girl nodded earnestly, walking toward the elevator when she was done washing her hands.
"My name is Drake Butler," the man replied in his deep and alluring voice..
"Okay! Got it." The little girl committed it to memory. For some reason, she wanted to stay with this handsome man for a bit longer.
“Sir, my mommy is in a meeting now, so can I go to your office to play with my siblings?"
“Of course.” Drake nodded. He was just leading the little girl out when two employees came walking from the other direction. They were instantly shocked when they saw the little girl next to Drake. President Butler has a daughter?
“President Butler, I assume this is your daughter? She’s too cute!”
“Yes! She looks just like you!” The two female employees exclaimed in surprise.
Drake frowned as he looked at the little girl next to him. Do we look so similar? Me and this kid?.
Then, he looked at the little girl. Even though the child wasn't his daughter, he somehow still felt attached to her and couldn't help but want to pamper her...
His grandmother was right to urge him to take care of the child because he could feel an indescribable affinity to this child.
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In the meeting room, Grace opened the door and rushed in with a panicked expression. "Nicole, the kid's are missing.".
“What?” Nicole immediately rose to her feet and ran out of the meeting room without another word. She saw that her kid's was indeed missing from her office, and Grace had also clarified that she had searched the entire floor, but to no avail.
At this moment, an assistant arrived from the 8th floor to deliver documents and said to Nicole, “Miss Chapman, I saw a child with President Butler just now!”