Billionaire’s Baby Mama Returns!
Bonojo Oluwaseyi · Ongoing · 32.0k Words
Introduction
Knowing she’s not anywhere to their level neither can she confront them, she left the scene to cry at a poolside. There she found a man whose face was scary but instead Charlotte perceived a very strong nice scent coming from him that she had a one night stand with him.
Charlotte found out she’s pregnant with the stranger’s baby, she left the house and city but when things started getting way too hard for her, she decided to come back after 6years with her kid.
But this time around, she was offered to be the cook for the popular multi-millionaire man, Astor Harrington, who’s next heir to Harrington assets
On her arrival, She started looking for her kid around the house but instead, Her kid ran to her arms with giggles, “Mommy! I have found daddy!” The kid squeal looking back at the tall muscular man with handsome looks.
Astor recognized her immediately, the lady he had a one night stand with- His Baby Mama!
Chapter 1
Charlotte was clicking away on the calculator as bead of sweats rolled down to her cheek but got distracted as soon as the door dings signifying a customer has just walked in.
She lifted her head and saw two ladies that just walked in, she left the calculator to meet them,
“Welcome to Star-line Restaurant, what would you like to order?” Charlotte asked with a sweet smile on her lips.
The ladies pressed their lips against each other as they flip through the food menu, “Oh, there’s cheese macaroni?” One of them chipped in while Charlotte nodded in response.
“Let’s take that,” They both chorused and Charlotte noted it down.
“Anything else? Any juice or smoothie?” Charlotte asked further searching through the eyes of the ladies who were contemplating which to choose.
“Smoothie,” They finally said, Charlotte nod and left to bring their order.
She drag her feet to the kitchen, she put on her apron and started cooking the ordered food, “Phew!” She breathed out and her eyes ran to the big clock on the wall, it was just 10:20am.
“Aren’t you catering for a ‘prestigious’ family at 3pm?” Someone chipped in behind Charlotte making it seems like someone read what was on her mind.
She turned instantly, “Oh, Elaine. When did you get here?” Charlotte greeted her with smiles, the lady now known as Elaine came closer and began wearing her apron as well.
“Because I have to take over soon so someone can leave by 12?” Elaine teased and the both of them laughed.
“Thank you, Elaine,” Charlotte muttered as she continued cooking the food.
“So, where’s the party taking place? I overheard the boss saying the family is Harrington, I bet it’s going to be huge!” Elaine exclaimed going over to the cooker, she turn it on and began frying.
Charlotte had a confused look on, “Harrington? Who are those?” She suddenly asked stirring the cheese alongside with the macaroni.
Elaine blinked her eyes unbelievably, “Don’t, don’t you tell me you don’t know them?! Oh my! Lotte! You don’t know the Harrington? You had better be kidding,” Elaine snapped.
Charlotte turn off the gas and dish out the food on a flat plate, “Girl, I’m serious. Well, what favor can I get from knowing them? Tsk, all rich family sucks, they make us the less-privileged jealous,” Charlotte muttered with chuckle.
Elaine scoffed, “Then what about your boyfriend? Didn’t you say he’s from a rich home?” Elaine asked crossing her arm over her chest.
Charlotte grin at the mention of her boyfriend, she started preparing the smoothie. “Don’t bring Williams into this, he’s very different. He’s sweet, cool and caring, he doesn’t flaunt his money.”
Elaine rolled her eyes, “You think so?”
Charlotte finished the order and placed everything on a glass tray, she took it delicately and turned to Elaine, “No, I believe so,” with that she walked out.
(3pm-Crystal Garden Villa)
A cab alighted at the front of the Villa, Charlotte came down from cab and she tighten the grip on her hand bag, “Phew! Let’s do what we know how to do best, Let’s shake ‘em head with my cookings!” She told herself and went into the Villa.
She met few people on her way in and she had asked about the kitchen, she went to the path directed for her, there she met the woman that offered her the job.
“Good day, Ms Yolonda.” She called announcing her appearance.
“Oh, Charlotte! You’re here! I have been waiting nonstop, come, come, let’s get started,” the woman known as Yolonda exclaimed dragging her over to the kitchen.
“What’s the menu?” Charlotte asked looking over at the ingredients.
“100 plate of Pasta, 50 cheese Salad and general buttered cake with 100 fruit juice for the oldies,” Yolonda replied her and Charlotte nod, she began working.
“Please be so quick, Charlotte. The Harrington is going to chop off my head if this isn’t done by 6pm,” Yolonda shuttered while Charlotte gave her an assuring smile.
“I will be done within 3hours,” She added while the Woman nod and left Charlotte to do her thing though some ladies were in to help her.
Just as Charlotte predicted, she was done within 3hours, she picked her back and was about to leave the rest to Ms Yolonda to distribute to the guest, “I’m leaving,” She announced and left.
She checked her time, “Humph, 6:24? Damn!” She muttered and was about going out when she noticed the guests had started coming in.
“Huh? So quick?” Charlotte wondered but shrug her shoulders and decided to mind her business but her eyes quickly ran over to one of them going in.
“Huh? Williams?” Charlotte exclaimed happily and was about to call him when she found someone with him.
“Who’s-“ The grip on her bag loosen, and she became speechless, “S-Suzan?” Charlotte called unbelievably as she watch the two hold each other lovingly.
Charlotte gasped when she saw the two kissing, “But,,W-why? Why, Williams??” She shuttered and fell on her kneel as tears rolled out of her eyes.
Charlotte couldn’t watch the two any longer, she ran over to the balcony where there’s no one there, she started crying beside the pool.
“Are you the one disturbing my peace? Get away before I chase you,” Charlotte suddenly heard a husky and deep masculine voice behind her.
Almost immediately, An intoxicating scent ran into her nostrils that her body arouse to the man, she became drunk by his alluring colognes.
Then she turned, She found a tall muscular man behind her holding a deep scowl on his face, he took a step closer, lean over.
“Who allowed you into this private property? Cry elsewhere,” He whispered coldly but Charlotte stare lustfully at him.
Charlotte couldn’t help but fall in love with his accents, allowing her feeling get the best of her, she grab him by his collar and kissed him.
The muscular man pushed her away harshly, “What do you think you’re doing!”
“Will you like to sleep with me?” Charlotte blurted out like a drunk woman that the strange man narrowed his eyes.
Charlotte started making advance to his clothe but the man slightly shifted back and look into Charlotte eyes, “Step back!“ The man warned but Charlotte shook her head.
“No. I won’t, Sleep with me,” Charlotte mumbled with an hungry eyes, her mind gone.
Then a lady suddenly walked in between them, ”Astor-“
When the strange man saw the lady, he pulled Charlotte closer, “Remember you asked for it,” He muttered and crashed his lips on hers.
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