Babysitting The Billionaire’s Adult Son

Melanie traces her eyes on the hand and it lands on the last person she thought she would meet at the company.

She smiles brightly at him. “Good morning, Andy.” She greets him warmly. Feeling disappointed that it wasn’t who she thought it was. “What are you doing here by the way?” She asks, carefully releasing her hand from his grip.

Andy stares at his palm, wondering why she has to pull out her hand like that. “Hey, I never thought I would meet you here.” He smiles, giving her a delightful look. Covering his bitterness with a bright smile that fit his face perfectly.

“Ahh. Well, yeah, I’m here to meet someone.” Melanie says, maintaining her cool as she moves her gaze to the front. She looks at the entrance to make sure that Mr Gordon’s car is truly out of sight.

Andy grins in realisation. “Let me guess…” He taps his jaw, pretending to be in thought. “You’re starting work here… As the Gordons.” He grins widely at her.

Melanie drops her arms in drawback. She doesn’t seem to find meaning in his attitude. “Is there any problem?” Melanie slightly raises her pretty brows. Their gazes meet and she quickly looks away from him.

Andy shakes his head. “No…” He smiles, brushing his hair to the back. “I never thought Alfred could date again.” He sighs, sneaking his palms into his pant pocket.

Melanie begins to move toward the building. Andy rushes to catch up with her by slipping his hands off his pocket.

He takes Melanie’s hand and walks her inside the building. Melanie didn’t say anything, she stayed unwound waiting for him to continue with whatever he was trying to insinuate.

“What did you mean by what you said?” Melanie asks, her curiosity getting the best of her.

She is burning with curiosity which intrigued Andy. He wonders if it is true that she is dating ‘Alfred’

“He was a nice person whose attitude changed overnight after the death of Selena.” He shrugs his shoulders as they step into the elevator.

“Oh!” Melanie nods, her hair bouncing in the process as it scatters to her face. Andy helped her beat her hair and she thanked him.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Melanie takes a last sip from her drink before dropping the empty bottle inside the nearest bin. “Speaking of his dead wife, how much did you know about them?” Melanie nudges him to say something but it seems like they are going to end the chapter since Andy looks into his wristwatch.

The elevator makes a beep sound and Andy turns to Melanie. “Let’s chat over lunch. I will call you.” He says, walking out of the elevator and Melanie watch his back until he is out of sight.

“Why does every conversation always end up with his dead wife?” She heaves a sigh of distress.

Well, she is a bit calm after meeting someone she knew at the company. The beeps that are coming from the elevator indicate that she is now on the first floor. The heaviness in her heart becomes a little bit noticeable as she walks out of the elevator.

She meets with a team of guys that are about to enter the elevator. She bows a little to them as she doesn’t know what to do.

She is a bit nervous and she doesn’t know why.

“By any chance, are you Mrs Gordon?” One of the guys says, gaping as if he is doubting the lady in front of him.

“Yes… Yes, I am.” Melanie says and they gasp in surprise.

“Sorry for not recognising you.” He mumbles. “Welcome to Gordon industry.” They utter in unison, they lower their heads which makes Melanie a bit uncomfortable with their customs.

“It’s fine, you can welcome me without doing that much.” She smiles, tucking her hair behind her ear.

“I am here to fetch you… Ma’am.” The guy says, he moves away from his friends. “Please follow me.” He says he discards his friends and they nod in response.

“Please follow me.” He smiles warmly, showing his faded jaw dimple.

Melanie reciprocated the smile and they both walked to the chairman’s office. She smiles as she remembers what her boss said.

‘But this one is cute’

She gushes at her thoughts as she moves her palm to cover her mouth.

Minutes later (At the conference hall)

After the chairman (Drew) has already given his speech, he smiles at Melanie and she nods nervously. Her body is ready for whatever post he’s going to bestow her but her soul is not ready to be exposed.

“So veering around to the purpose of the meeting. I proudly and happily introduce the acting director of the Gordons industry to you Melanie Gordon.” The chairman said and a murmur crams the hall.

‘What is this all about?’

‘Melanie Gordon?! Never heard of her before

‘Since when has she been a part of Gordon?’

‘Isn’t Mia the only daughter of the chairman?’

“Silence!” the chairman scolds and everywhere remains silent once more.

Melanie nervously stands up from the seat and walks to the front. Applauds were coming from the audience and she rubs her sweaty palm on her skirt before moving her hands forward to the microphone.

“I am glad to be here today. I thank the Chairman, for giving me the chance to serve the company, and I promise tremendous work from my side.” Melanie says, flashing Drew a toothy smile and the congregation puts their hands together for her, including Andy who she’s now seeing sitting beside a lady who has her face stuck in her cell phone.

“So the further introduction would be made after the meeting. Dismiss.” Drew let out and the crew began to stand up from their seats.

Some move toward Melanie, welcoming her with a warm gesture. Some greet her for greeting’s sake , especially the managers of other departments.

And some didn’t even greet her at all. Those that seem like they had their hands full before the meeting. They just bow to Drew and exit the hall.

Melanie smiles nervously as she watches Andy move from his seat, coming forward to officially welcome her to the company.

She wonders what he was doing at the company since he has the brand that he is running, but she decided to brush the thought off.

“Welcome dear,” Drew says, stretching out his palm for Melanie.

“Ahh! Thank you!” Melanie beams with a smile. She put her palm in his and shook him warmly before taking away her hands.

“Since I didn’t have a chance to inform you about the position before appointing you, I hope you don’t have any objection towards it?” Drew asks, moving his hand to his hair.

“I do not have any problem with it, sir. I would be kind enough to not forget the promise I made, sir.” She smiles. “I will carry out my duty diligently and I promise you great work.” She happily bows to him and he pats her shoulder, telling her to drop the formalities.

“Welcome, Melanie.” Andy smiles broadly at her. He stands in front of Drew and gives him a light bow before driving back his attention to Melanie.

“I will see you more often now.” Andy grins like a child.

“Sir, we have a problem.” A timid voice says from the back. Halting Andy from whatever thing he is going to gush to Melanie.

The voice sounds so fearful which makes them look in her direction.

“Yes, Miss March. What is the problem?” Drew asks, turning around to face the lady that is coming their way.

Melanie mouthed an ‘Oh’ recalling where she had seen her before. She’s the lady that was engrossed in her cell phone earlier during her presentation. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as the lady moved closer to them.

“I fear we would have to postpone the launching of the new design, sir,” March says with a bit of gloom in her tone. She taps on her phone screen and moves the phone to the front.

The inquisitive look on their faces didn’t give March a chance to space out as they urge her to spill the issue out to them.

“Snow Pearl had an accident this morning and she is in Coma as we speak, there is no available model and we can’t use an outsider specimen for the new design. We need to use our successful model to facilitate the design.” March says, she fiddles with her shirt as she speaks.

Hoping they wouldn’t blame her for bringing hardship to the new design.

Drew moves his hand to his hair, pulling it with a force so he could control the anger he is feeling.

“I heard from her Manager that the accident wasn’t severe. Why would you say she is in Coma?” Andy yells, pulling out his phone from his pants pocket.

“She can still do the work.” Andy groans as he speaks rudely to the receiver.

Melanie watches as he removes the phone from his ear. “Uncle, aren’t we going to use someone else?” He asks, his eyebrows meeting as he forces them to glue together.

“Who do you suggest that we should use?” Drew asks, a little disheartened by the news he just heard. “Every other person is busy with their work, none of them is idle. Who do you now suggest we should give Snow Pearl’s role to?” He sighs sadly.

Andy moves his gaze to Melanie and she wonders what he is thinking for him to stare at her. She catches a glimpse of the smirk at the corner of his lips and he quickly clamps his lips together when he realises that she’s watching him.

“Let us use Melanie.” He grins which makes Melanie clasp her teeth. “Let her model for the new design.” He smiles, giving Drew a charming smile that he can’t take a stand against.

“Who is that person?” Drew asks with a raise of his right brow.

Andy motioned his hand to Melanie and she tenses in realisation. She somewhat knows where he is driving and she fears Drew will find meaning in his words.

“Let our new Director model the new design.” He smiles sweetly at Drew. While watching Melanie from the corner of his eyes.