Chapter 4

Aiden,

It's been over two days since the incident with the lady at the club occurred. She hasn't cashed out the cheque I deposited at the head bed. Is she trying to play saints? Cause I don't see any person who gets the opportunity to get some money and refuses to grab it 

Well, I don't give a f*ck if she decides to grab the money or not. The most important thing is I paid her. The last thing I want to see now is her face, cause I'm suffering already for what happened that night.

That said, I packed my Bugatti la Voiture noire in the parking lot and got out of there, heading to my office. There's this Toyota Camry I noticed in the garage. It has been following me for quite some days now. I don't know if I'm hallucinating but whatever the case is, I got important things to attend to first.

My head is crowded up with stuff, and worst of all, my mum called two hours ago to let me know her private jet will touch down in my city in the next three hours. 

She was perhaps my mother, but the idea of her visiting me scared me off. It scared me off because she had refused to respect my decision. The decision of being a bachelor for life.

I didn't want to get married.

I didn't want kids.

I didn't want a woman to control my movement.

I just wanted to multiply my billions, play my life and enjoy the memories that came with it.

But she wanted the opposite. She wanted grandchildren, she wanted a daughter-in-law. I'm pretty sure she's here for us to talk about that.

She had been pestering me to come home, but I won't. I told her I was much occupied with my company. I guess after waiting for long without seeing me, she decided to come by herself.

"Mr. Aiden, I brought your coffee. Do you want something else?" My secretary jolted me out of my thoughts. This is what scared me the most when working with unprofessional people. After reminding her to never address me unless I permitted her to do so, she dared asked me a question.

"Haven't I made it clear that you only talk to me when I permit you to do so? Now get your belongings out of my company and never you show yourself here." I glared at her dangerously.

"Sir please don't do this. I started working here just two days ago. Please Sir," She assembled her hands together, and begging.

I looked at her face and just then I realised I had not seen this face before. She was practically the fourth secretary have had in two weeks. I didn't hesitate to fire them because I hated working with people who weren't conscious. I hated clumsiness.

My phone rang which made me shift my gaze away from her to that of my phone. It's mother, "Hello," I said, my voice growing softer.

"Hello, son. I'm at the airport." She said, her voice low and intimidating.

"I-I'll be there mom." I stammered before ending the call.

I realised my filthy secretary was still in my office, observing me, "If you don't get out of here, then I'll fire you!" I let out a growl. 

"Thank you so much, Sir, God bless you." Those were the last set of words she let out before rushing out of my office.

At the same minute, my driver walked in. He was asking if he could go pick up my mom at the airport. "No," I said to his face. My mom was very complicated. She won't stand the fact I sent my driver to pick her up.

"I will do it by myself." That said, I grabbed my car keys from my desk and dashed out.

Arrived the airport, I'm searching for a comfortable place to pack my car. I scanned the environment and I could see her seating on a bench with her handbag clutched to her petite body. 

"Mother," I said, giving her a hug after parking my car.

"What took you so long?" She scolded me, "I gave you a call 40 minutes ago. What other trash will you say this time around? You were in a meeting with your employees, is that it?" She snorted.

I took a deep breath before responding, "Of course you know I will never place my employees before you, mom. I was caught up in traffic, sorry for coming late." I said, though she was still angry after me. But then, I know what she wanted.

She wanted me to tease her.

She knows well I'm not into these romantic things. Anyway, just for her sake, I'll try putting a smile on her face. 

"Smile for your boy now, momma." I caressed her jaws with my palms, smiling at her. Though she wants to smile, she tried to hide it away from me. But then, it escaped from her mouth.

"Okay, okay. That's fine. Mommy pardons her little boy for today." she pulled me into a tight hug. It was so good to be under my mom's arm.

I took her mini bag and placed it in the back of the car. I opened the car door, shoving my hand for her to walk in. Next, I got it and roared my car to life.

After five minutes of riding, I asked to know where she wanted me to drop her off, "Mom, do you want me to take you to my house or would you want to settle at the hotel?" I asked politely. Sometimes, she wishes to stay in one of our hotels and sometimes, she wanted to have me fully under her control. I pray she decides to stay at the hotel, cause I'm not ready for any discussion.

"Why are you asking? You want me to go to the hotel so you can keep bringing sluts to your house, not so?" She said her voice growing softer.

Sluts to my house? Where the hell did she get that from again? Except for Miller, no other creature had the right to step into my house, worse of all a lady. No, that's not me.

"I have good news for you, son. Let's get to your house first." I heard her say.

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A few minutes later, we are at my mansion and I was mesmerized to see my dining table filled with food. My maids had no idea my mom was coming, how did they… Wait, wait. Does my mom use my maids to spy on me? I should have thought of that. Anytime I did something stupid, she was always calling to check on it. I'll pass on it this time, next time I won't hesitate to sack them all.

"Son, you should take a bath. We are expecting a guest in less than an hour," she said with a winning smile on her face. Her voice echoed in my system. How come I was receiving a guest in my house without being aware of anything? 

This can't be happening!