A Mistaken Night With The CEO

"Miranda, get the drinks from the fridge," Lady Loretta said. She was a seventy-year-old woman, and it was her only son's birthday.

"Okay, Ma," Miranda answered. As a young lady in her early twenties, Miranda wore a pink dress and black shoes. It was 5 pm, and they were preparing a birthday party for Derrick Luis, the only son of the Luis family. Out of seven daughters, Derrick appeared to be the only son of his rich family.

Many guests were already present in the Luis family mansion. Among them were top admirers, business partners and their family members and relatives, but the birthday celebrant was not at home.

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

Looking at his wristwatch, Derrick observed it was 6 p.m. He replied, "In my office, Mom."

"Come home, my son. It is your birthday, and we have done a lot to make today a special moment to mark your new age at twenty-five."

"Mom, I am not interested in birthday parties. Why can you not understand me," Derrick murmured. His mother was already old, so he could not 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 should not 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 time, he did not skip home for work. He attended parties, or where do you think I met him?"

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

"Running a multimillion-dollar empire at this age, my mother still wants me to prioritize a party over work." Derrick mused. He stood up from his exclusive office chair. Shutting down his computer, he 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 many guests' cars that were parked inside his late father's estate.

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

"Welcome, Master Derrick," the maid greeted.

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

"Welcome, son. Happy twenty-fifth birthday to you."

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

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

Derrick paused at the staircase and looked back at all the faces of the guests. His seven elder sisters that were married with children, and his staff.

Derrick wanted to protest that he was not a kid and did not want a birthday party. However, he gulped down his protest as silence fell in the crowded living room.

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

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

"That is not all, Derrick. Make a wish." His mother urged him again.

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

"No one said you are a kid, but you are 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 said. They were happy, and the toast continued as the guests resumed drinking and chatting happily.

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Derrick excused himself from the living room and went 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 could not get her eyes away from him.

She openly gawked at his handsomeness. "Too handsome for one person." Miranda thought. She had observed Derrick; he seemed very hardworking. He did not have time for women and mostly focused on his business alone.

Derrick did not even have a girlfriend, and Miranda was dripping wet in her core, hoping Derrick would notice her. She was a poor girl and came from the orphanage. After five years of serving the Luis family as a maid, Miranda wanted a classic life. She did not want to return to poverty.

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

"Come on, Alexa, I want to introduce you to my brother. I fear he might be gay. Why will he not have a girlfriend at this age? Do you not find it weird?" Nicole spoke to her friends as she invited Alexa along to her brother's birthday party.

Alexa worked as Derrick's personal secretary in Luis Group. She would admit that she had not seen any young lady come to the office to visit Derrick.

"I do not think he is gay. Master Derrick is just too busy to notice any woman," Alexa replied. She wore a red, seductive dress and black shoes. She had arrived at the mansion just after Derrick left the company.

Alexa was also interested in Derrick. She wanted him, as she was just twenty-two years old. She knew that having a man like Derrick as her husband in the future meant she would not need to work much or suffer to feed, as his wealth was enough to cover all her lifetime expenditures.

"Alexa, what do you think of Derrick? Do you not have a crush on my brother? If my sisters had not 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 that she had been working as Derrick's personal secretary based on Nicole's influence, she had not crossed the limit nor tried to get his attention. Derrick was arrogant, and Alexa feared what he would do to her if she dared to cross the line.