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9 - I failed to protect you, Merce
Mercedes recalled vividly the car in question but hadn't seen it anywhere near yet, the facts laid on the table that it might be Nathan's. "I..I...I'm sorry. B..ut was it, I..mean Y..ours? She was stammering and her words didn't make sense.
Nathan sighed, "why don't we sit in my car and talk?" Mercedes' head ached so bad and her heart wouldn't stop thumping. Was he going to fire her? When she was coming out of the elevator, she saw the message on her phone which was an alert for her job switch allowance. All the excitement disappeared while she followed Nathan to his car, a Rolls Royce but not the Lambo she hit a few days ago.
Mercedes fidgeted with her hands like a child caught stealing. Nathan was thrilled but his temperament would not permit him to show it. He was looking for a way to nail her and the opportunity just presented itself on a platter of gold. I
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Mr President's Wild Obsession 11 - You just ain't my type
For a second, Mercedes thought she heard him wrongly. "Excuse me?" "Don't play games, Mercedes or whatever that name is." He paused and frowned, "did you run out of names? Mercedes is a car and it confuses me every time," he pestered her but Mercedes wasn't amused. She was named after her godmother Mercedes who took care of her as a child. She died six years ago and right now, Nathan made her miss the former deeply. "I'm comfortable with Miss Winters. I never disproved," she turned cold. Nathan noticed it and didn't continue to taunt her anymore. Everyone had personal battles. "Okay, I'll call you Cedes," he confirmed but Mercedes didn't like it either. "No, Merce or Miss Winters." "Merce sounds like Mercy. I think that's better. Now, let's come back to what I was saying. I mean, don't pretend that nothing happened that night." Mercedes was trying to erase the memory of that night from her mind. She didn't remember it clearly but the details wer
Mr President's Wild Obsession 12 - She isn't who you think she is..
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Mr President's Wild Obsession 13 - She is uncivilized
"In your mind, who do you think she is to me?" Nathan insipidly asked. Anyone who knew him immediately detected his mood from his tone but Mr Hayes was clueless. His eyes lit at the opportunity. "You might think she's a humble, hardworking, smart and intelligent woman but you are wrong. She is sassy, feisty and savage, not suitable for a company. The only place she could function well might be amidst the hawkers, which is why I fired her," he shrugged, beckoning a waiter to fill his glass with wine. He flaunted a domineering attitude by which the waiter politely obliged. Mercedes was frantic and couldn't hide it. She was about to speak when Vincent took the fort. After all, he was the one who recruited her. "Mr Legend, I dis-" "I haven't authorized you to speak, Vincent." Nathan cut him curtly, Vincent broke out in cold sweats, and so did Thelma. Their jobs were on the line. Mr Hayes let out a triumphant smile, as he seemed to get Nathan's attenti
Mr President's Wild Obsession 14 - You have five minutes to bring Mercedes back
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Nathan yanked his hands off and glared icily at him, his teeth grinding. "I asked, what's going on here?" Nathan asked the second time. It was gross disrespect for Dr Blake to be there unannounced and not to see Nathan but his personal assistant.He instantly straightened himself, realizing he had just hit the president's assistant in the president's office. He had to think fast. He forced a smile, "I just came to return her blazer and she couldn't say thank you. I'll be on my way," he turned to leave. The aura Nathan exhumed was too dire."Stop!" Nathan didn't yell but even Mercedes felt uncomfortable. Dr Blake halted instantly. "Miss Winters, is what he said true?" He asked coldly.Mercedes took a deep breath. "He was asking me for payment for returning my blazer and I told him to take it back but he-.""What kind of payment do you need?" Nathan cut in before Mercedes completed her explanation. Dr Blake could hear his fast heartb
Mr President's Wild Obsession 17 - No, we are using each other.
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