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MELISSA QUIZON

One year later...

"Reid, come back here." I called Reid when I saw him outside the resort house again.

"Just a second, Mom." He said while looking up. He was flying the plane that Wright had given him a long time ago.

We are here at a famous resort because I have a meeting to attend. It was good and Reid was on vacation so I took him with me.

"Ma'am, you still have three minutes before the meeting starts." My secretary caught my attention.

"Thank you, Miss Clara."

She left after I told her that. I went outside to Reid and leaned over to hug him.

"You really are something. You’re getting hard headed."

"Because the view here is beautiful, Mommy. It's nice to fly an airplane." He says while moving the controller.

We have a high place and you can see the beautiful scenery of the place.

"You love your airplane more me." I pout.

"Mommy, no." He quickly flew the plane towards us and turned off the plane after it landed to us.

He hugged me back and kissed me on the cheek. We entered the resort house holding hands.

We watched as Fritzie rushed inside. She’s obviously in a hurry.

"Melissa, you're five minutes late. This meeting is important." She snapped.

"Not as important as my son, Fritzie." I squeezed Reid's hand.

Fritzie took a deep breath and swallowed hard. "Fine. Fine. We need to hurry now."

"Reid, stay in this room, okay? I'll come back after an hour." I crouched down in front of him to keep our eyes level. "If you need anything, just ask Miss Clara, ok?"

"Yes, Mommy." he nodded. "Can I play my PSP? Can I? Can I? Can I, Mommy?"

I laughed softly and stroked his soft hair. "Of course you can."

"Yiipee!" he ran to his bedroom.

I stood up and faced Clara. She was kind and I knew she wouldn’t mistreat Reid while I was away. "Don't leave him alone."

"Yes, ma'am." she politely answer.

We entered the conference room and saw a few heavy businessmen. I apologized to them before I sat down in my chair. Fritzie leaned over me and thoroughly explained to me what was going on in the meeting. I immediately understood what she was saying because I was already doing home study of business management.

I admit I struggled. I was nervous and didn't know what to do but when the wind whispered to me 'Reid needs you' I calmed down.

"This project will be successful, Mister Thompson." I told them.

I shook his hand and smiled sweetly at him. I guess Mister Thompson and I are about the same age. his body is still elegant and it looks young.

"I know. I know. I trust your company even though it is under new management, Miss Quizon." He huskily said. My eyes narrowed as it squeezed my hand. "Do you mind if I invite you for dinner?"

"It's a good idea but I decline." I wryly smiled at him. "You see, I have a son waiting for me."

He nodded and nib his lower lip. "Oh. Next time maybe?"

"Uh, yeah. Maybe." I have no appetite as I say those words.

When he left I breathed a sigh of relief. Fritzie and I were the only ones in the office.

"Flirts nowadays." I shook my head.

"He's cute."

I stumbled upon what Fritzie said. "Seriously, Fritzie? That guy's married."

"What? I just said, he's cute. I didn't say that I will date him and I'll be his mistress." she fixed her glasses. "I'm too beautiful to be a mistress."

I laughed softly and walked out of the conference room. I was in front of our resort house when I thought of facing Fritzie.

"Spend the rest of the day, Fritzie." I said calmly.

She tilted her head. "Are you done chasing your happiness, Melissa?"

I smiled broadly. "I'm working on it."

I went inside and Reid greeted me immediately. Clara politely came out to give us a moment of my son. I picked up Reid and pressed a kiss to his cheek and neck.

"Mommy! What took you so long." He frowns at me.

"you are so impatient. Do you want us to go swimming?"

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