Falling For The Billionaire Heir

Colin stood up immediately after the meeting and gathered up the papers he had scattered during the meeting. He shoved them into a plastic folder.

“Colin,” Logan, the MD called. “You seem to be in a hurry. Could you please spare some minutes?”

“I guess so.” he checked the time on his wristwatch. “Do I have a choice?”

“I suppose you don’t.” Logan smiled at their usual joke and waited for the other executives to leave the conference room.

When they were alone, he cleared his throat and started telling Colin that they would have to travel to Singapore in two weeks.

“Two weeks?” Colin stood up. “No problem,” he nodded. “Is that all?” “Yeah…,” Logan stood up. “Yes, that will be all for now.”

“Okay, thanks,” Colin started walking to the door.

“Enjoy the rest of your holiday,” Logan said to his back just as he opened the door.

“Thanks I will,” Colin said and walked out of the conference room. He made a quick stop to check on his father, but he was in another meeting with another set of executives. Colin waved at his father’s secretaries and proceeded to his own office.

“Miss Debbie is waiting in your office,” his secretary said when he walked into his office.

“Debbie?” He frowned and walked into his office.

“Hi, Colin,” Debbie greeted in that fake cherry voice of hers.

“Hi,” Colin murmured through gritted teeth. “You should have waited for me in my secretary’s office.” He said and went to sit behind his desk. He swirled his chair to the left and opened a drawer to bring out some files. Then he turned away and powered up his computer.

“Your mom said you will be around today.” Debbie sat on the visitor’ chairs across from his desk. “I was hoping we would hang out tonight.”

He knew she must have had some inside information about his movements for her to come and sit, waiting for him in his office for hours.

“I’m going back to Miami today.” He closed up the file he was studying and typed something on the computer. “As soon as I finish here.”

“How is Jacy?” Colin asked and leaned back in his chair, waiting for his search on the computer to load up.

“Why are you asking about Jacy?” She retorted angrily.

“He’s the one you should hang out with,” he smiled as he would at a stubborn child. “Not me, don’t you think so?”

“Colin Blake, it’s you I want to hang out with today.” She looked sheepish and locked gaze with him, though. “He can wait.”

“How long do you think he’s gonna wait for you, Debbie?” Colin sat up and clicked on a link on the computer. “I am not the man for you. You are like a sister to me.” He looked thoughtfully into her eyes. “Jacy loves you so much and he might not wait forever.”

She didn’t even react as if she heard anything he said.

Instead, she rummaged in her bag and brought out her phone. She stood up and said, “a second please,” with a finger raised into the air.

She walked out of his office and returned moments later. His phone was ringing by the time she returned and reclaimed the seat in front of him.

It did not surprise him when he checked his phone screen and saw that it was his mom calling. He took a deep breath and picked up the call.

“Hello mom,” a little smile spread on his lips. He already guessed what she must be calling him for.

“Hello son,” his mother answered from the other side of the line. “How are you doing?”

“I’m fine, mom,” he replied. “How are you too?”

“I’m good. What did I hear that you’re going back to Miami without coming home to say hello to me?”

“Mom,” he sighed exasperatedly. “I don’t think I can come over to the house.” He gave Debbie a disapproving glare, though he had planned to make a quick stop at the house to see his mom. But now he won’t go again because it was clear his mom and Debbie had something up their sleeves. “I need to finish up with some work here before I leave.”

“Oh, that’s a shame,” the older woman sounded disappointed. “I was hoping we’ll all have dinner together. I have even asked Julius to make your favorite meal.”

“Sorry mom,” he ran his hand through his hair. “I’m coming back home next week, anyway. I can’t come over today.”

“Why can’t you just sleep over, ugh?” Mrs. Blake said. “You can leave as early as you like in the morning.”

“Mom, I can’t,” he stood up. “Becky is expecting me tonight…”

A knock on his door stopped him midway. Happy for an excuse to end the call, he blurted, “mom I have to go. Someone is at my door. I will call you when I get to Miami.”

Mrs. Blake said nothing. Colin pressed the end button. “Come in…” He beckoned to the person at the door.

The door opened and one of his father’s secretaries walked in, holding a plastic folder.

“Mr. Blake,” she walked further into the room. “Your dad said I should give this to you.”

He reached out and took the folder from her, saying, “oh, yeah,” before flipping it open to cross check what was inside.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

He nodded at the lady, “thanks, Sara. You may leave.”

“You are welcome,” Sara said cheerfully, and left.

Colin gathered the files he needed to take back with him and threw them into his briefcase. He looked over at Debbie and said, “I have to go now.”

“When are you planning to return from your holiday?” She asked him. “Next week,” he turned around to punch in the code to lock up his cabinets and swirled back to face her.

“That’s alright,” she rose to her feet, and said, “greetings to your princess.” She slung her bag over her shoulder.

“Sure, thanks,” Colin replied, not minding her sarcastic tone. He heaved a sigh of relief when she walked out of the door.