Barren Mother Give Birth To Sextuplets To The Hot CEO novel Chapter 9

"Please, spare me this time," Amy pleaded even further. Eventhough she knew that pleading at this moment was too risky but if she agreed to do this, he would confirm his wrong perception of her. She was never that type of woman, a slut, a prostitute, that wasn't her.

His phone rang at that moment, his attention then drifted from Amy who was kneeling before him and fell on the phone that was ringing. He took one more look at Amy and then walked over to his phone.

He picked it and seeing whom the caller ID was, he sat and answered it, the caller was the only one who can have the gut to call him at this hour.

"Hello son, " the voice of an elderly woman came through.

He didn't want to have conversation with his mother before a stranger, "out!" He declared and Amy stood quickly. The call saved her, she quickly walked out.

Oh gosh! A narrow escape again! She had become so emotionally destabilized that she couldn't stay another minute in the club. She found Leola at once and told her that she can't stay here anymore and that she want to go home.

Leola tried to persuade her but when she saw that she was determined to leave, she agreed to go home with her. Although Leola wished she could still spend some more time here, she had to let go of that and follow Amy home.

She was the one that persuaded Amy to come over here, how could she possibly let her go home alone? The two women went home in a cab.

Whereas, Broderick was with Mrs. Alessandro, his mother on phone, "how are you doing, mother?" He asked, eventhough he had a clear guess of why his mother could have called him expecially in an hour like this.

"Broderick, will you ever fulfil the promise you made to me? You know I have just nine months left to live yet you won't bring a wife home," Mrs. Alessandro said.

He sighed, he already knew his mother has nothing else to say apart from that. She never gets tired of telling him to bring a woman home as his wife but how that's possible, eventhough the only woman he once love dearly was dead. He was not willing to attach himself with any woman, not after what he found out about his late wife, the only woman he ever loved.

He had only made the promise to his mother to marry another woman when she was on sick bed. Mrs. Alessandro was having a stomach cancer and according to the doctor, she would die in nine months but all she ever wanted was for her son get married to another woman again. How long will her son keep mourning a dead woman?

In order not to put his sick mum into trouble, he said," I'll bring one home soon."

"I don't beleive that, you are always found of saying 'soon.' If you don't bring one home before this last day of this week, then I will not be fine and my sickness will get worst except have to marry the lady I'll give you." Mrs. Alessandro said.

"Mother," he called.

"That's final, bye and take care of yourself," the woman said and hung the call.

When it was the following morning, Amy resumed work and just a minute before 8AM, Abe appeared before Amy, he had an angry and murderous look at his face. Just yesterday, he was her boss, today, she was his boss. He was already determined to bring her down in this company.

"Have your sit," Amy gestured to the seat before her, Abe smirked and dragged the seat backward roughly then sat on it. He began to orientate Amy about the work with malice.

Amy didn't bother about the grudges he was keeping against her, she was more focused on what he was saying.

After he was done and Amy had already noted all the important points down, she said simply," you may leave, thank you."

Abe's wicked smirk widen, he had so many malicious words he wanted to say inside of him but the position of a subordinate that he was would not let him say it. He stood and stormed out.

Amy got serious with work, a few minutes later, Amy's office phone rang and seeing that the call from his Bret, Broderick's personal assistant, she answered the call, before she could even speak, Brett spoke," You are to report the daily activity of your department directly the CEO."

"Okay, can you send me his email so I can forward it, please?" Amy asked.

"In person, please," Brett said and hung the call up.

In person? Huh? She would meet that psycho again today? Oh no! Is it not better for her to be an ordinary worker than to be the head of department? So she has to report to his office daily?

Amy became disturbed for the next couple of hours then she reasoned that if she could act wisely and present the daily work to him without mistakes, she shouldn't have any issues with him, afterall, she was only doing her job.