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"I was told Mr Jagan daughter was here." The woman, Mrs Wallow say.

" And what business do you have for that." the guy fired, as he puff out the smoke.

" Pearce. " Mrs Wallow began, calling his name.

"You do know this was all planned up, to make me own Mr Jagan daughter, why would you go ruin the plan. " She asked keeping her voice low.

The guy, Pearce, shot her a small glare.

"You realize you're my secretary." Pearce say with a harsh smirk

"And I am your mum Pearce. " Mrs Wallow said. "You do know I need a trusted girl who would be my head of sluts, and you---" she pause, seeing the deadly look her son, her boss, is giving her.

"Go look for other trusted girl. And do not dare interfer. " Pearce warns as he put the half smoked cigarettes to the small tray.

" May I ask what you need her for?" Mrs Wallow question.

"What if I decide for her to warm my bed" Pearce say scornfully, he grin widely as he sip the alcohol in his hand.

"Pearce!" Mrs Wallow exclaims. "You know she is still a high schooler." She reminded.

"Does that matter. " Pearce say with a smirk." You've gat the money I sent to you, go share it with your fellow con. " He say sarcastically.

" Pearce. "

" Will you add some formality." He say with a questioning brows.

Pearce Lopez, the son of Mrs Wallow Lopez. Whom starts a drug dealing business at his tender teenage age. He became a multimillionaire while dealing with drugs. Smuggling and snuggling. He dropped out of school seeing that he was meant to be wealthy without schooling. He builds his empire puting his mum, Mrs Wallow as secretary of all that he owns, which made people believe Mrs Wallow is the richest, not knowing that she is taking instructions from her son.

"And Margarita?" Mrs Wallow asked and Pearce gave a loud hissing.

Margarita, is Pearce wife, and a mother to his two years old child.

Pearce met her during his research on drugs. Working with her, till he becomes a wealthy person , he didn't expect the one night stand he had with her, which made him the father of her child!

"We aren't legally married." He say with certainty." I can do anything out of anyone's will. " He say overconfident.

" Do not try going against me." He tell his mum, his secretary.

He knows how cunning his mum can be, and how she gets during his days.

With a simple harsh warning, he knows his mum won't go against him.

She won't want to end up like his dad.

Pearce smirk at the thought of how he killed his dad.

His dad was an inspector general whom was against his business, jailed him and fought with him, anytime he found him dealing with drugs businesses, not until he execute his father.

"You understand right." He ask his mum who refused to reply him.

" Heard the family of Margarita is giving you issues." He say changing the topic.

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" Go greet daddy. " The lady say to the young two years old boy who refused to walk. "C'mon" She say again, she glance at the boy, who seem to be her son and to Pearce whom has been on cold look ever since they walk in.

"Let him be." Pearce say. " He doesn't look my biological child though." He smirk.

" Pearce! " Margarita called with a frown. " I told you that word is hurting. Martin is our son. " She defended and Pearce laugh hysterically.

" Yes, I didn't deny that." Pearce say as he glance at the young boy, Martin who was trying to look away from him.

He scoff as he raised his brows back at her. "Margarita." He called and she gave a listening look.

"Go prepare, you will be welcoming a mistress soon

" He tell and Margarita widened her eyes, shocked!

All she wants, was to be his only lover, though it shatters ever since he started hating her for giving birth. But now that he wants to invite a stranger to be her mistress.

"What do you mean." Margarita stutter, trying to find the right word to use.

"She is a young lady. She will be resuming on the first weekday. " He expounded.

" Pearce, you really mean this?" She ask knowing that he won't answer her.

"Prepare a little welcoming celebration, and a nice lounge." He say skipping her inquisitiveness.

" Pear---" She stops on her word as she walk out, carrying her little son.

Her family is a reputable one, a numbered two most reputable family in London.

She was told not to get involve with Pearce but lust and desires blinded her.

She walk to the room "Ma!" She called.

"What do you want?" Mrs Wallow asked, her gaze fixed on the fashion magazine in her hand.

"You know about this too right.?" She say

"Know what? " Mrs Wallow ask feigning ignorance.

She was also involve with Margarita lusting for Pearce.

She had wanted her son to get into a rich family kid all for greed, to gain power and fame.

Whereby, whenever there is a conflict between Pearce and Margarita, she would help tensing the situation by encouraging and coaxing Margarita.

Now that her son is about to go into a nineteen year old girl, she has no choice than to accept that.

She doesn't want her son to fire her and collect all that she has achieved working with him.

"Pearce is about bringing in a mistress!" She half yell, almost teary.

" Oh. " Mrs Wallow sigh... "You gotta accept it." She tell and Margarita hiss immediately.

"You really stood by it?" She asked.

"No, nor can I be against it. " She say clearly meaning: her son is a grown up and can do whatever he pleases on his own will.

"What to do?" Margarita ask folding her arms to her breast.

She has heard a lot of story about a husband getting a mistress and end up pursuing the wife because he already fall for the mistress.

She doesn't want this to happen to her.

The shame and...

"Maybe. We await the mistress to join in living with us." Mrs Wallow tell

" And---? "

" We surely gonna have a plan to do after that." She assures smiling slyly.

" I really hope so. " Margarita concluded, she knew Mrs Wallow would do something better about the mistress joining them.

"Go take a rest then." Mrs Wallow suggest and Margarita nod. With a ' goodnight. Walking out if the room.

Mrs Wallow took her phone as she dials a number, heaving a sigh