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The Beauty And Her Billionaire Boss

The Beauty And Her Billionaire Boss

Author:Xterian

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Introduction
"You have to promise me that you would take care of your siblings" Mark said hoarsely to his first child. "Dad, why would you ask that of me. I'm too young to take care of myself not to talk of anybody" she complained with a suspicious dour look. "I know you are too young but still you have to be strong" he replied then a cough followed. Mark smiled and patted her hair. "I know nothing will happen but sweet, your mother and I might not be with you always. We might be somewhere far away and that will make you responsible for your siblings" he preached softly. Tasked with taking care of her siblings since she was small, Melissa undertook her responsibility with great pride and diligence. Soon, her fate crosses with the Drew and soon, her life doesn't revolve around her sisters anymore, it's Drew calling the shots. Will this secretary even fall in love with someone apart from her sisters? Will she make space for the devilish Drew in her life?
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"You have to promise me that you will take care of your siblings" Mark said hoarsely to his first child.

He has been bedridden for over six month. His health was deteriorating day after day. Him knowing this, he tried to put on a smile for his daughter even though with all his efforts the smile was very weak. He didn't want the poor girl to feel helpless knowing how much she loves and cherish him.

"Dad, why would you propose that? I'm far too young to take care of myself talk more of my siblings" She complained with a four suspicious look.

"I know you are still too young sweetie but you have to be so strong to scale life through" he replied then a cough followed.

"Dad nothing to worry about. I have you and mum and that's all that matters. I know you are saying this because you are ill. I assure you dad, you are going to get better very soon" she said confidently.

She picked her father's hand and entwined hers with it.

Mark smiled and painfully lift her hand to his lips and kissed it. He patted her hair at the same time.

"Of course I'm going to get better but my sweetie, your mother and I might not always be around you. We might be somewhere far away and that will automatically make you responsible for your siblings" he preached softly. He was trying all his best to keep up and not close his eyes.

"Dad, do you have need to go anywhere?" She asked with curiosity.

" No" he shook his head. "Just that tides changes and everyday isn't always the same. Things come up" he added using all his efforts to be sweet. He feel so exhausted that he couldn't talk without effort. He was straining to sure his girl that he is fine so that she won't break down.

"Fine dad, if it will make you feel better. I promise to take full responsibility of taking care of my siblings if you and mum is not around to do so" she said raising her right hand as if taking an oath, wearing a smile huge on her innocence childish face.

Mark smiled at her.

"Satisfied?" She grinned.

He nodded. He couldn't speak because he was trying not to cough.

"Sweetie" he called after he was able to send off the cough.

"Yes dad".

"I'm hungry".

She beamed with happiness then reached for the food beside the bed.

"Not that. I want something spicy" he said.

" But dad....."

"I know just get me something a bit spicy. That's what my body is craving for now. Please sweetie" he said with a childish voice.

Melissa gave a quizzical look but left anyways. As she went home she wondered why her father who seem not to be a fan of spicy food wanted one. She couldn't get her reply but prayed had she went that her father will recover quickly. She really missed him.

He was everything she's got. Her only confidente. She was barely twelve and she know that if anything bad should happen, they'll all be in big trouble including their mother. That was because they've gone bankrupt which was the result of her father's illness. She really love her dad and her thought is that losing her father is losing her own life too.

By the time she got back with the food, her fears was brought alive. She was so stricken that she went pale immediately, not knowing whether to shout or cry silently. Her brain stopped working for that minute. She felt as if her heart was slited with a very sharp sword. She looked at how her father was carted away.

Her mother's scream jeered her back to reality. She looked at her as she cried uncontrollably. Then her promise to her father rang in her head like a church bell. With that, tears streamed down her pale cheek.