Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 476

Chapter 476: 476- Smitten

"Mrs. Eileen you might get questioned about why he wasn’t informed on time when Anaya didn’t return."

Mrs. Eileen hesitated, her gaze flickering towards the small clock on the nightstand. By now, it was past midnight.

She let out another sigh, "I swear you two will be the end of me," she muttered, shuffling towards the dresser to grab the phone, "if I get scolded for this... you both owe me."

Emma and Olivia exchanged a quick glance, relieved that Mrs. Eileen was at least willing to help.

Mrs. Eileen tapped on the screen and then pressed the phone to her ear. A few seconds later she looked at them, "It’s ringing," she whispered.

***

It had been more than twenty-four hours since she told him that she was involved with someone else. She never loved him.

A small part of his heart was telling him that maybe she was lying.

But then he never imagined that he would force himself on a girl who wanted nothing to do with him.

This morning, he reached the office earlier than usual and immersed himself in work. Paige Fletcher was late today which happened rarely, so he didn’t say anything to her. She tried making small conversation with him, but he ignored her entirely.

He wasn’t interested in talking to anyone at the moment. He only wanted her.

And now after staying awake for so long, he still didn’t want to go to bed. He wanted her. His heart wanted her and her nak*ed body beside him.

He never liked begging, but he pleaded with her, he begged her to accept him. And he didn’t regret it.

Now after midnight, he didn’t know how he would be able to live without her. After tossing and turning in his bed, he threw the pillow aside and bolted up.

Without thinking, he walked up to his study table and opened his laptop. This was the only way to forget her. By keeping himself busy with his work.

He had just started playing with the keyboard keys when his phone started ringing.

"Damn! Who could it be at this hour?" The chair made noise as he pushed it back to get his phone from the nightstand.

However, his heart skipped a beat when he saw the number. The call was from the hostel in charge. He received it at once, "Yes!"

"Mr. Donovan?" He heard Mrs. Eileen’s voice and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Mrs. Eileen. What is it?"

"S-sir... umm ... I don’t know if I should ask you this... I know it isn’t my place to ask such questions..." he was getting frustrated by her long speech.

"Mrs. Eileen is Anaya alright?" he couldn’t stop himself from asking.

"We don’t know, Mr. Donovan," this wasn’t Mrs. Eileen’s voice.

"Olivia?"

"Yes, sir. It’s me. We are quite concerned about her. She went for the interview early morning but hasn’t arrived yet," George felt his heart sinking.

"I’m on my way!" He disconnected the call and picked up his car keys, "Damn you, Anaya. Where are you, honey?"

***

In Mrs. Eileen’s office, George was sitting in her seat like a king on his throne. His legs were stretched forward, exuding authority. His sharp gaze flickered between Mrs. Eileen, Olivia, and Emma, who were seated before him.

Olivia could feel the tension in the air. And Emma?

"She left with Paige?" his heavy voice cut through the silence. His phone was still in his hands, and he had already contacted a higher official from the police. _{frёewebηovel.cѳm}

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