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Ellie was returning to Miesa’s hospital room from the cafeteria where she’d gone to get something to eat when she crossed paths with Mirabelle. Now that she knew Cesar’s past with her, She was kinda jealous Mirabelle had had him first and Cesar had once felt something strong for her but she was also glad that they didn’t end up living happily ever after. She wouldn’t have met him, had that wonderful one night with him and Miesa definitely wouldn’t be alive. She wouldn't even be wearing his ring right now. “Hey Ellie." Belle greeted. "Long time no see”. “Hey." Ellie said. "You work here?”. “Yes but I don’t come in every day." Belle replied. "Is Miesa okay?.” Ellie shrugged. “The doctor told Cesar and I that she’d need a donor for a stem cell transplant. Not just anyone would do.” Her face fell. “Don’t be sad. Everything will be fine.” Belle told her. “I know. I’m just…", She sighed then shook her head to clear the doubts. She smiled at Belle. "I want to thank you for…helping me
The Billionaire's Personal Assistant Chapter Thirty Seven
“Sir. You have a visitor.” His secretary informed him.Doctor Chamberlain looked up from the file he was reading to his secretary. “Who is it?”. He asked.“Mr Sandoval.” She said.“Let him in.” He said.The secretary nodded and closed the door. Three seconds later the door opened and Cesar walked into the office.“Mr Sandoval. Hello”. Dr Chamberlain rose from his seat,skirted his desk and came to shake Cesar’s hand.“Hello.” Cesar nodded.“Please sit.” He pulled out a chair for him.“Thank you". Cesar sat down. "I’m sorry for coming at such short notice.”“Oh it’s no problem". Harry Chamberlain shook his head as he took his own seat. "I would like to think I know why you’re here.” Harry said. "About your son."“My daughter actually sent me here". Cesar told him. "She wants to see her brother asap or else I’ll be on her shit list.”Harry chuckled. “Yeah I know a thing or two about bossy daughters". He said. "I’m sorry if I kept you waiting but I had to go for a conference in Pretoria a
The Billionaire's Personal Assistant Chapter Thirty Eight
“Hey boo.” Elyon greeted. “Hey babe. Hope everything’s fine?”. Cesar asked. “Yeah". Elyon said. "Miesa’s sad that she’s losing her hair.” Cesar sighed. “It’s bound to happen eventually.” “I told her it won’t be this way forever and she’ll grow her hair back." Elyon said. "How’s it going over there?any news?”. “I really hate her for what she did to me and my son. You should’ve seen him Ell." Cesar told her in a grave voice. "He was so thin and…", His voice broke. "I wanted to go back into that house and strangle that idiot with my bare hands.” “Did you talk to him?”. She questioned. Cesar chuckled humorlessly. “Talk? No I didn’t talk to him. Apparently they’ve been starving him and refused to get him basic necessities.” “What will you do?you can’t leave him there with them.” Ellie said. “I’ve called my lawyer, I’m meeting him tomorrow." He told her. "He’ll tell me how to go about it.” “That’s good.” Ellie said. "Hey um...I’ve noticed something strange about Mirabelle.” “Bell
The Billionaire's Personal Assistant Chapter Thirty Nine
“We meet again Wyatt.” Cesar shot him a smug smirk. He was sure the man wasn't expecting him back so soon…or worse probably never.Wyatt glowered at him. “What do you want?”.“I’m here to see my son." Cesar told him. "And I have proof this time.”“You’re playing games with me, are you not? look I’ve got no time for this." Wyatt said. "Come back another time.”“I already petitioned a judge for a reversal". Cesar informed him. "Very soon...you’ll have no rights over him cos all that will become mine.”“You abandoned him remember?”. Wyatt spat.“I never knew about him until recently and I came here to look for him immediately I found out. His mother was the one who abandoned him...not me.” Cesar said.“Which sane judge would grant you custody of a deranged kid like whitey?I mean you sleep around with single and married women. That’s what you want him to learn?”. Wyatt asked. “I suggest you watch the steppings in your mouth or I’ll have no choice but to teach you some manners." Cesar war
The Billionaire's Personal Assistant Chapter Forty
Tristan opened one eye then the other and the first thing he remembered was Cesar calling him “son” which made him frown. He heard a noise come from somewhere in the room and turned his head to look. It was Cesar asleep on the sofa but he was restless as if he was trying to get comfortable but Tristan knew it wasn’t that, not when he was calling someone for help. The man was probably having a nightmare. He knew a thing or two about that.“Sir!”. Tristan called from his bed.His voice was probably loud enough to have woken Cesar up or maybe he just woke up by himself breathing heavily and sweating.“Are you okay sir?”. Tristan asked.Cesar shook his head then turned to look at Tristan in surprise. He was disoriented at first before he realized where he was and why he was there.“Hey kid". His voice sounded groggy so he cleared his throat and tried again. "How’re you feeling?”.“Like hell.” He said.Cesar chuckled. “It’ll get better.” He stood up and stretched. "God this sofa is so unc
The Billionaire's Personal Assistant Chapter Forty One
“He’s left you dumbass!why did you let him leave?”. A voice scolded him. “He’ll come back.” Tristan said. "He’s my dad.” “he’s left you before hasn’t he?”. The voice sneered. “That’s his mom stupid.” Another voice retorted. “Just saying he should’ve known better than to have let him go.” The voice said. Tristan sighed and picked up the remote to turn on the TV. Yeah, his father had ordered for one to be installed in his room so he won’t get bored but this was the first time he was turning it on. The Blacks never let him watch TV with them but he knew everything that was going on more than they did all thanks to his history teacher Miss Jones. He changed the channels as fast as he could and finally settled on a news channel. “Special delivery for the most handsome boy in the world!”. Cesar exclaimed with enthusiasm as he walked into the room closely followed by two guys who carried in lots of wrapped items. “Dad!”. Tristan cried in excitement very happy to see him. “Hey son.” C
The Billionaire's Personal Assistant Chapter Forty Two
“Hey dad.” Tristan called.“Yeah?”.“Are you...going to hurt Abby’s dad?”. Tristan asked in a small voice.Cesar looked up from his laptop to stare at his son in surprise. He frowned, wondering if Tristan had indeed heard his conversation with Warren yesterday.“What do you mean?”. He was confused.Tristan shrugged.“You heard my conversation with Warren didn’t you?”. Cesar asked. He'd been quiet while making that call to Warren so there was no way his son could have overheard him.“No." Tristan shook his head. "I had a dream about him. I saw Abby crying because her father had been hurt and was in the hospital.”“You had a dream.” Cesar repeated. "How often does this happen?”.“Almost every time." He said. "I knew you were coming before you arrived here.”Cesar stared at his son in awe. “Wow.” That was something he'd never heard of. If he had that kind of power, he'd be able to defeat his enemies long before they had any chance to hurt him. If he'd had that kind of power… he wouldn't
The Billionaire's Personal Assistant Chapter Forty Three
A week later “It is done Cesar.” His Lawyer informed him with a smile as he handed Cesar the paperwork from the court. Cesar grabbed it from him and almost cried when he saw the judge’s signature and the court stamp. There was also Tristan’s original birth certificate which had his name and Chiara’s on it. He’d been praying for this day to come and it was finally here. Tristan belonged to him and now they could finally go back home. He didn't think he'd miss being away from home this much but he guessed it was because he had people to go back home to now. “I’d hug you but it would be weird.” Cesar said. "Thank you very much for this man.” He held out his hand. “Oh it’s nothing. I’m glad I could help a friend". Ron said. "Besides I owe you.” “Want a drink?”. Cesar asked. “Sure.” Ron nodded. Cesar led him to his home office, told him to sit then went to the bar to pour them both a drink. “How’s Tristan?”. Ron asked. “He’s fine. He’ll be discharged soon." Cesar handed Ron his d
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