  &quot;Call me when you get home.&quot; He said before he turn to her chauffeur.
  &quot;Drive safely, Abdul.&quot; He added. 
  And Mitchell thought he sounded a little bit like Michael. 
  Authoritative.
  She shakes her head. She can t think of Michael now, so she tried to focus on something else. 
  Daniel waited until her chauffeur drove out of the restaurant into the frosty night, before walking to his car to drive home.
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  Michael sighed. Looking at the picture displayed on his computer screen
  His mother.
  Or maybe not, but so did the findings from his investigator. He rammed his hand softly on his table, as his face contorted into a hard line. He couldn t believe it. He took another look at the picture. That was the woman who had given up on him even before he was born. 
  His mother, whom had chosen another man over him and his father. Her husband.
   Michael 

  Michael watched as his assistant closed the door behind her, she has been working with him for almost six years. And his longest-serving assistant, she was almost always with him, if any of his workers knew anything about him, it would have to be her. That is Stephen aside. She never questioned him, even when he dropped a last-minute task on her like he just did now. She would still go about it unquestioningly. Michael knew she deserved to be praised for her efficiency, the way she balanced his schedules among his many companies both in and out of the country was amazing.
  Her organizational skills, he admitted, were the best so far, but just like him, he had never seen her smile around him, though her face, unlike his, wasn t always contorted into a hard line. She just has this smart professional look on always. One that screams stay off, I m at work.
  Michael picked up the file on 

  &quot;Should we place our order for dessert yet?&quot; Daniel asked almost at the same time as she was talking to him.
  &quot;No dessert for me,&quot; Mitchell said.
  &quot;Okay.&quot; He replied. I have got something to show you,&quot; He added, reaching into his pocket to bring out a beautiful box.
  &quot;What is that?&quot; Mitchell asked curiously. 
  Daniel opened the box; it contained a very beautiful necklace. If not the most beautiful she had seen.
  &quot;Isn t this beautiful?&quot; She said, running her hand beautifully over the necklace.
  &quot;You think she would like it?&quot; Daniel asked quietly, sounding and looking serious.
  &quot;She.&quot; Mitchell thought.
   Daniel s girlfriend. They have only been dating for a year and Mitchell has only met her thrice, spoke a couple of times on the phone. She seems nice to her. Though Mitchell couldn t guess if she was crazi

&quot;Call me when you get home.&quot; He said before he turn to her chauffeur.
  &quot;Drive safely, Abdul.&quot; He added. 
  And Mitchell thought he sounded a little bit like Michael. 
  Authoritative.
  She shakes her head. She can t think of Michael now, so she tried to focus on something else. 
  Daniel waited until her chauffeur drove out of the restaurant into the frosty night, before walking to his car to drive home.
  CHAPTER SEVEN
  Michael sighed. Looking at the picture displayed on his computer screen
  His mother.
  Or maybe not, but so did the findings from his investigator. He rammed his hand softly on his table, as his face contorted into a hard line. He couldn t believe it. He took another look at the picture. That was the woman who had given up on him even before he was born. 
  His mother, whom had chosen another man over him and his father. Her husband.
   Michael scrolled down his computer and read through the mail his investigator had forwarded to him 

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