Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 84

84 84–Xerox copy 

“What else do you know about this Marissa Aaron?” Inspector John Harris asked her while driving and Kate thought it for a moment. 

“An opportunist!” she replied flatly, “She knows her way around men. Nobody knows much about her family except she is a single 

mom.” 

“Oh, she has kids?” he inquired, “How is she with you people? Like with all her colleagues.” 

Kate pondered briefly before continuing, “She appears to be good but is a pro when it comes to internal politics. Just a few days back I asked our boss, the president of MSin Industries, to appoint one of us as incharge, sort of a team head. Everyone knows that I am the most qualified one for this position. Guess who got it?” 

“Marissa Aaron?” he glanced over her for a moment and then his eyes darted back to the busy road. 

“You got it right!” she raised her index finger, “But ultimately, I did get the recognition that I deserved. Mr. Sinclair… our respectable CEO awarded me a café for my … umm. Services and my 

certificates…” 

Inspector Harris kept driving quietly, “How do you manage the commute to the office,” he asked thoughtfully. 

“MSin has arranged the best cars for us along with chauffeurs. Though my fiancé does my pick and drop, usually. Even he is impressed and says he has never seen such protocols to a company’s employees.” 

10:54 

1/6 

84 84–Xerox copy 

John Harris stayed quiet. Something was awfully wrong about all 

this. 

He had heard a lot about Rafael Sinclair. His reputation was not good, as he was quite brutal with every person, no matter if it was 

a man or a woman. 

Though the Kanderton’s office head, Joseph was said to be his buddy, still there was a stark difference between the two. 

Joseph might be a strict professional, but at least he had a heart. 

John stopped the car in front of the said location and was taken aback a little. 

Xander’s Caterers? 

Several times, he and his colleagues got their lunches and snacks delivered to the office by them and were big fans of their chef. 

Usually, home–based business owners used to take it lightly when they gained popularity. Most of them failed to maintain the quality of the food. 

But Xander’s had always aced it. 

“I think you should wait here,” John said getting out of the car. Kate hurriedly rolled down the window and took out her head, “Listen, inspector,” that cute smile was back on her face with those puppy innocent eyes, 

“Marissa is my colleague, and we are quite close. If by any chance she gives you a tough time, just call me in,” she snapped her fingers in style. 

The man smirked and walked over to the door to ring the bell. 

10.54 

2/6 

< 

84 84–Xerox copy 

Kate wished that she would get a chance to go inside. She couldn’t wait to witness the insult and shame that Marissa would face from the police. 

A smart person would never think of messing with any law–related figure. Because it only meant one thing. 

Trouble. 

She saw him waiting for the door to be opened and then got a glimpse of that old man who was there when she came to deliver the property file. 

John Harris kept talking to the old man and at one point she thought they were arguing. She could feel excitement surging through her veins. 

At last, the door slammed on John’s face and he came back. 

Kate could feel that bitchy happiness. His face was red due to the insult and when he came near the car, he told her just one thing, “Come out. I need your help.” 

*** 

“Who was it?” Sophie who was playing some board game with kids gave a concerned look to her grandfather whose face had turned blotchy due to some reason. 

“Some fu*cker who was calling himself a police officer!” he roared, and Sophie stood up in panic when heard the F word. 

Kids whose eyes were fixed on the board started exchanging meaningful glances with each other. 

“Grandpa!” Sophie gave the old man a warning glare, but he was 

10:54 

3/6 

84 84–Xerox copy 

too furious to even acknowledge it. 

“You people go to your room. I’ll join you in a while,” she handed over the board to Alex and helped the kids with other stuff. 

“What is it, Grandpa? Who was at the door?” she asked him after closing the kids‘ room door. 

“That policeman was asking about Marissa. I told them she is not 

home and is in the office, but he was adamant that she is here, and 

we are hiding her.” 

“Policeman? What the fu*ck!” This time Sophie also didn’t realize it 

when she cursed. 

“Exactly! What the fuc*k! That moron was saying that …” 

He could not finish it when the doorbell rang again. 

“I think he is back,” Flint wanted to go to the door when Sophia stopped him. 

“Wait, Grandpa.” 

She went to the door and was shocked to find the man along with the same lady who was at their place a few days back to deliver the property file. 

“Yes? How can I help you?” Sophie folded her arms on her chest. 

“Ma’am. We are looking for Ms. Marissa Aaron,” the uniformed man 

stated. 

“She isn’t home,” 

“Where can we find her?” 

“Her office, I guess. I can give you the address.” 

10:54 

III 

O 

4/6 

< 

< 

84 84–Xerox copy 

+101 

“Address? Ma’am, we are coming straight from the MSin office. She isn’t there.” 

Sophie reminded herself of what Rafael told her last night. Crap! He never planned to drop Marissa at the office. 

“I’m sorry. Can you tell me what it is about?” she asked the man. 

“I need to see her. She has got something that is reported stolen,” Sophie tried to keep herself calm while all she wanted to do was to get wings and fly to Marissa and warn her. 

“Sir. She isn’t home. You can meet her once she returns,” Sophie 

was about to close the door when Kate stuck her foot in between 

the door and the frame.