A Mistaken Night With The CEO

At a luxurious firm, Derrick Luis was still at his office when his mobile rang. "Hello, Mother," he said as he picked up the call. His mother replied, "Derrick, you know that today is your birthday. So where are you?"

Looking at his wristwatch, Derrick observed it was already 6 p.m. He replied, "At the office, Mother."

"Come home, son. It's your birthday, and we did a lot just to make today a special moment to mark your new age of 25."

"Mom, I am not interested in birthday parties. Why can't you understand my priorities?" Derrick murmured. His mother was already old, so he couldn't blame her.

"I understand. Please come home quickly before the guests start leaving. If I had known you would stubbornly stay at the office until this time, I shouldn't have allowed you to go to the office today, knowing it is also your birthday."

"Mom, I cannot set work aside for a party. Who will look after Dad's company?" Derrick muttered again. His mother responded sadly, "You are right, but during your father's prime, he didn't skip home for work. He attended parties."

Derrick rolled his eyes at his mother's words. "Fine, Mother. I will be home now," he said, and the phone call ended.

"Running a multimillion-dollar empire at this age, and my mother still wants me to prioritize parties over work," Derrick mused. He stood up from his exclusive office chair, shut down his computer, grabbed his briefcase, and elegantly left his office.

Arriving home in a brand-new Prado Jeep, Derrick Luis got out of the vehicle and made his way to his family's mansion. He could hear the sound of music and frowned after seeing a lot of guests' cars parked inside his late father's estate.

Marching forward, Derrick arrived at the mansion's exterior. He rang the doorbell, and the maid opened the door for him.

"Welcome, Master Derrick," the maid greeted him.

Derrick ignored the maid's greeting and was ushered by his mother, who was in the living room with many guests.

"Welcome, son. Happy 25th birthday to you."

"Happy birthday, Master Derrick!" All the guests in the living room toasted to the young master's new age.

"Thank you all," Derrick replied, and wanting to retire to his bedroom to rest, his mother stopped him. "Derrick, it's still your birthday. Come cut your cake and make a wish."

Pausing at the staircase to look back at all the faces of the guests—his seven elder sisters, who were all married with kids—Derrick wanted to protest again that he was not a kid and didn't want a birthday party. However, he gulped down his protest as silence fell in the crowded living room.

Approaching the cake that was placed in the center of the living room, Derrick cut the cake, and the guests beamed happily, clapping for him.

"Happy birthday, brother," his sisters cheered him, and he replied, "Thank you all."

"That's not all, Derrick. Make a wish," his mother urged him again.

"Oh, Mother. I am not a child," Derrick finally protested, but his mother walked up to meet him as they were all standing in the living room.

"No one said you're a child, but you're still my baby, so make a wish," his mother pleaded with an assuring smile.

Not wanting to make his mother sad, Derrick wished for a long life, a happy family, and a prosperous business.

"Happy birthday to you again, Master Derrick; we wish you all the best." The guests were happy, and the toast continued as they resumed drinking and chatting happily.

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Derrick excused himself from the living room and went back to his bedroom on the top floor of the mansion. Meanwhile, among the maids, Miranda had a crush on the master of the house. She was not the only one crushing on Derrick, but she couldn't take her eyes off him. She openly gawked at his handsome.

"Too handsome for one person," Miranda thought. She had observed Derrick; he seemed very hardworking. He didn't have time for women and was mostly focused on his business alone.

Derrick didn't even have a girlfriend, and Miranda was dripping wet with desire to get Derrick to notice her. She was a poor girl and came from an orphanage. After her years of serving the elite as a maid, Miranda wanted a classic life. She didn't want to return to poverty.

In the Luis family mansion, maids were expected to dress casually. There was no competition, as all the daughters of the Luis family were married, including Derrick's most immediate elder sister, Nicole Luis.

"Come on, Alexa, I want to introduce you to my brother. I fear he might be gay. Why doesn't he have a girlfriend at this age? Don't you find it weird?" Nicole spoke to her friend Alexa as she brought her along to her brother's birthday party.

Alexa worked as a secretary at Luis Group, a multimillion-dollar firm. She would admit that she hadn't seen any young lady come to the office to visit Derrick.

"I don't think Master Derrick is a gay. He is just too busy to notice any woman," Alexa replied. She wore a seductive red dress, having arrived at the Luis mansion just after Derrick left the company.

Alexa Godwin was also interested in Derrick. She wanted him because she was just 22 years old. She knew that having a man like Derrick as her husband in the future would mean she wouldn't need to work much or suffer to feed herself, as his family's wealth would be enough to cover all her lifetime expenditures.

"Alexa, what do you think of Derrick? Do you not have a crush on him? If my sisters hadn't spoken to me about introducing you to Derrick to work as his new secretary after my leave, do you think I only accepted you based on friendship alone? Come now," Nicole grabbed Alexa's hand and led her to the top floor, where there were no guests.

Alexa was nervous. For a year, she had been working as Derrick's personal secretary based on Nicole's influence. She hadn't crossed the limit or tried to get his attention. Derrick was aloof, and she feared what he would do to her if she dared to cross the line.