The Billionaire's Daughter novel Chapter 2

“Franco, its me Saphira.”

“Of course I know its you! That is what caller IDs are for. This birthday gift of yours is pretty neat not to mention your face that seem to flash unending on the screen whenever you calls.”

“Dummy! A simple Hello would have sufficed but you had to blabber all that nonsense!”

“Hello Saphira. How can I be of help to you today?”

“You’re such an ass do you know that? But speaking of help, can you go out with me today? I need someone to talk to.”

“Sorry, bestie but I have work at the café today. Bill got sick and I had to fill in. But since you are my favoritest person in the whole wide world. I can meet you at 5 pm, after my shift.”

“Franco, there is no such word as favoritest.”

“You really are a smarty pants aren’t you?”

“Haha. Funny. Okay I can just meet you there later after your shift. I will just do some of my chores here at home.”

“Chores? How come you have chores again when you have 6 maids running around your four storey house?”

“Correction. Three storey.”

“Gotcha! I knew you’ll correct me. You always do!”

“Silly! You know I want to do stuff on my own. I’ll be doing my laundry today and then clean my room.”

“Room?! You call a quarter of your floor a room? Are you sure you can finish that by 5 pm? I may just spend my forever waiting for you here.”

“How can you tell that quarter of the floor is my room, you haven’t even seen our house!”

“You told me that your room occupies most of the top floor so I just know that you have a huge room to clean.”

“Franco. . .”