Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 63

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“Looks like someone is in high spirits today!” Delinda teased when saw Marissa humming le checking the 

files. 

Instead of negating her, Marissa pinched her nose, “Because…maybe… I am…” she winked and started humming again. 

It was a Monday morning and the first working day never felt so good. She couldn’t wait to see Rafael. 

Marissa rotated her body towards her laptop and started observing the screen, “Where is Kate? Her file 

is not here but the rooster here shows that she is 

present.” 

“I saw her going to Mr. Sinclair’s office,” a worker told Marissa and got back to his job. 

“Mr. Sinclair called her to the office?” Marissa mumbled, “But why?” 

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“Sir, I assure you. I’m not bullying anyone now. I have stopped passing snide remarks on my colleagues,” 

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Poor Kate thought this meeting was called due to some complaints against her. 

Rafael hadn’t even started speaking yet, but Kate was 

continuously giving dumb excuses. 

While Amir was sitting beside he 

silly fiancée. 

lently ignoring his 

“Mr. Amir,” at last Rafael spoke, “Do you only sell faulty furniture or are you running some other business too?” 

Amir’s face might not be showing it, but Rafael’s question had taken him by surprise. He was already curious why he was called here this early. His mornings usually started much later after nine. 

“Sir. To meet both ends, I usually sell whatever I can get my hands on. It can be furniture or some event decoration stuff. Last week, I sold a few safety nets to a man who ran his wheat business. Usually, birds used to attack his open warehouse eating all the wheat. I had to arrange safety nets for him,” he showed his yellow teeth to Rafael, “For most of the businessmen of 

Kanderton, I’m like a Genie.” 

Rafael kept twisting the paperweight between his 

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fingers. 

“Do you sell property too?” 

Amir thought for a moment and then shook his head in confusion, “I don’t own much property. I can’t afford so many taxes…” 

Rafael slapped his hand on his desk making 

ouple 

jump in fright, “The property behind the main boulevard… or should I remind you the street number 

too.” 

Amir gulped his saliva and tilted his head to look at Kate who just shrugged in confusion. 

“That was given to this small family… they wanted to start a cooking business along with residential 

purposes. Two women, three kids, and an elderly man. Someone had to look out for them,” he tried to laugh it off, but Rafael wasn’t letting it go. 

“How much do they owe you?” By now, the couple had somewhat guessed that they were there because of Marissa. Amir regretted sending her legal notice. 

“Umm. Mr. Sinclair, I had asked them to pay me within 

five years…” 

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“I’m asking you a simple question,” Rafael snarled, “how much do they owe you?” 

“I… I don’t remember, Mr. Sinclair…” 

“You are asking the family to move somewhere else if they won’t pay it back and here you are telling me, you don’t remember? How pathetic one could 

Amir got quiet after that. 

“Where are the documents?” Rafael wasn’t done with 

him. 

“Documents?” 

“Yeah, Amir. The documents. Or do I have to tell you 

what a document is?” 

Amir straightened in his seat. Rafael’s eyes were examining his every move. 

Amir started scratching the nape of his neck not understanding what else to say, “Th…there wasn’t any document involved. We just had to trust each other’s 

word.” 

Rafael got up and rounded his desk to reach Amir and his fiancée. 

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“What was the word?” Reaching near them, he leaned 

his hip against the edge of the desk, “Tell me, Amir. What was the word?” 

“Mr. Sinclair… what do you want?” Amir had this sudden urge to go to the bathroom. Poor him could feel heaviness in his lower belly. 

“I want you to write here your deman, Rafael tossed 

a checkbook in his direction. 

“M… my demand?” 

“Yes, your demand, Amir. Fill in this checkbook and bring me the documents of that place…” 

“Sir… I have almost forgotten… the amount decided …” For some reason, Rafael could see panic on his face. 

“Write the amount according to the market then…” 

“According to the….?” 

“Yes, Amir! According to the market…” Rafael was getting impatient now, “Jot down the amount and then bring me the file as soon as possible… or wait…” 

For the first time, Amir saw a smile making its way on Rafael’s lips. 

“Put in your demand and then deliver the file to its owner this evening. Will it be done?” 

“… yes… yes, sir,” he tried to think of an amount and then remembered how much he wanted to become a 

millionaire after selling off this small house 

After getting this kind of money, he could buy more property and give it on rent to more widowed or 

divorced women. 

He happily wrote the amount and gave the checkbook to Rafael who took it from his hand and observed the 

figure closely, Amir had put in there, 

“Sir, I need to go to the bathroom,” Amir tried to bring 

a smile to his face,