Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets

40  40- Event In Charge
She needed to control her emotions.
She HAD to control her emotions.
Placing her palms on his hard chest she gave it a slight push.
Being a gentleman, he took the hint and maintained some distance by retreating his steps.
She wiped her face and tried to smile, "I'm sorry… for this," she pointed towards his white shirt's front that was now soaking wet with her tears, "I messed it up."
"Oh," his chin touched down his chest and he smirked, "that's not a problem."
"Then I guess… it's all good and… I should take my leave…" She started turning away and was about to bump her shoulder into the glass wall when he was quick to place his hand to keep her safe.
"Watch out, Ms. Aaron…"
Marissa wanted to transform into an insect and crawl out of there. Why was she being so clumsy around him?
Like yes. Now, he could see her, and his blindness did make her confident back then. But today she was just blowing it all away…
He opened the door for her, "Please let me know if you want …. anything…" he said with a cocky grin and Marissa couldn't even return the smile, 
If I want anything? 
Are you joking, Mr. Sinclair? Because… well … I want you!
***
The short meeting with Rafael did good for her mood. She felt a heavy weight being lifted off her chest.
"Marissa! Are you even listening to what I'm trying to say?" she heard Dean's irritated voice and straightened in her seat. 
All the event people sitting around the long, huge desk had their eyes on her.
She cleared her throat and tried to spread her lips for a fake smile but failed miserably, "Ye… yes… I think I heard you…"
"No, you didn't," Kate spoke looking down at her file, "He called your name several times."
Why does this woman try to poke her nose in my business? She and her fiancé both are quite annoying to deal with.
"We are talking about your event table, Marissa. Everyone has already selected their spots," for some reason, she could detect suppressed anger in Dean's voice.
"So, the left-over table will be mine, I guess," she finished it with a nonchalant smile and moved her focus back to the file.
Now she understood why he seemed distressed. Maybe he wanted her to take the best serving table where there could be more limelight and more visibility. 
All of them kept discussing the event and Marissa had that uncomfortable feeling at the back of her mind.
This much planning for a single event!
"I think Ms. Aaron has again zoned out," she heard Kate's amused voice, and this time in answer she passed her a glare. 
"If you quit looking at me, Ms. Kate, and use your mind on something more creative then maybe you can get more success."
Kate wasn't the one to back down so easily, "Ahan. And what do you think I should focus on?" she had a challenging smirk playing on her lips.
Marissa plastered a fake smile back to her lips, "Maybe help your fiancé so that he doesn't face problems in his profession!"
Only the caterers knew what Amir did to the firm, but the rest of the participants weren't aware of it. Marissa had a hidden threat in her statement.
She might tell everyone, what her fiancé was up to if she kept poking her nose in her business.
"Keep my fiancé out of it, Marissa!" she heard Kate hissing behind her when all of them were leaving the meeting room.
"And you keep ME out of it, Kate. I don't want a fight with you. I'm here to work and get done with my job. I'm sure your purpose is the same. Don't make things harder as they are already quite challenging for me," In the last statement she almost sounded like she was pleading.
Kate just gave her a dirty look and walked ahead leaving Marissa and her friends appalled. 
"Why is she always so … sarcastic…?" Delinda asked Marissa while her eyes were still on Kate.
"Because she has nothing better to do," Shang-chi remarked, "she is jealous of you, Marissa. You just need to watch out because she can do anything for money."
"He is right, Marissa," Delinda warned her, "you need to stay very vigilant. For some reason she despises you."
Marissa couldn't tell them that she had worse things on her plate. Kate might do something dirty to win the race, but Valerie and Nina could kill her babies for their benefit.
Once Rafael would get closer to the kids, she was planning to tell him about them. She wanted to keep her babies safe at any cost and for that, she needed their father's support. 
"Look! Isn't it Mr. Sinclair!" Marissa's heart skipped a beat when someone from their team screamed when she saw Rafael Sinclair coming out of his office.
They all gathered around him with Marissa standing at the back of the crowd along with her friends.
This was not shocking that Kate was standing closest to him.
"How are you, sir?" one of the participants who was a young boy greeted him shyly, "Thank you for releasing our payments. It was a very kind gesture."
"Why do they all start acting so desperate?" Marissa heard Dean's irritated voice behind her, "He is the president, and we don't need to share every teeny tiny detail with him. For God's sake, the event is in his honor."
He was throwing tantrums like a toddler.
"Thank you for coming to my office and helping us in arranging the event," Rafael said good-naturedly, "I really appreciate it."
"Sir!" Kate was next to speak, "Mr. Dean is guiding us so well, but the thing is he is too busy, and his head is stuck in several things at a time."
Rafael frowned and looked at Kate, "I think he is handling the event planning quite well."
Kate shrugged with a giggle, "No doubt, Mr. Sinclair… it's just that sometimes… I mean only… sometimes he is so busy that he isn't able to handle our queries."
"I thought he is doing it perfectly. What do you suggest then?" the crowd was looking at Kate with curiosity. 
Marissa also did not understand where this discussion was going.
"I mean to say is…" Kate became a little cautious, "Before I say any further, I want to let you know that I have got few certificates to prove that I can handle all the chaos very well… so…" By now Rafael was also getting exasperated. Everyone around him could sense that from his body language.
"Mr. Sinclair… if you make one of us the in charge of this whole event thing then at least we'll have a go to person for all our problems and queries."
After all, it wasn't such an unreasonable demand.
Few people from the crowd even nodded in her favor.
"Hmm. I like the idea," Kate's face lit up. Rafael ran a thoughtful glance on all the participants and that was when his eyes stopped at Marissa standing at the back. As always. Not trying to draw attention.
"Ms. Aaron. Can you handle the event?" Marissa blinked and gulped her saliva.
"Wh… what… Ye… yes… I think so…but…"
"That's great! Ladies and gentlemen! You all have your event in charge here. Marissa Aaron," Rafael announced with a grin that was so rare on his serious, don't-mess-with-me face, "Congratulations, Ms. Aaron."Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.