Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin
Chapter 78

Chapter 78

Chapter 78 – I Don‘t Care About The Mom

(Sky‘s POV)

The glass door to my private office opened, and I smiled when I saw a tall, slender woman walking intothe office. Her beautiful smile curved her lips as she came to me, with no greetings but sitting right awayon my lap, taking the pen in my hand and placing my hands. around her waist.

Lalaine claimed my mouth, kissing me passionately for a few seconds before moving away. “I hope I‘mnot marching the altar alone, Sky,” she smiled as she trailed my necktie. “You‘re nowhere to be found lastweekend, and when you finally appeared, you were a beast in the office again.”

“Beast?” I laughed, taking the pen from her. “I was just busy, that‘s all.” She stood up and sat on thecouch near my table. “I‘m free this weekend. Want to travel with me?” When I didn‘t answer, she walkedin front of my table and propped her elbows, adorably blinking her round brown eyes at me. “Just the twoof us.” “Tempting,” I said, glancing at her cleavage. “I knew you would say that, darling,” she said,walking back to the couch. She sat, crossing her legs as she took her smartphone. “How about we gonext weekend, just not this coming weekend?” I suggested, wanting to make it up for her, but not thiscoming Saturday. I would not miss another birthday of my children. I have been tailing Angela, and for agenius, she was failing in her own game.

Dean Jones called me, telling Angela gave her a resignation letter. Who would resign in a short periodof time at work? She has not even completed a month at the university and has not even claimedher first paycheck yet.

The girls had been absent from school, and I didn‘t need someone to check on her about that becauseJoe had called me, asking if my girls were okay and saying her daughter was worried her friends weresick.

I had to go home last night because her scent in my bed, on the couch, still lingered, making me wishshe was beside me, and I would lie in bed at night, thinking how stunningly beautiful Angela was.

“Sky?” called Lalaine, making me raise my head and turn to her. “You’re not listening to me. Is everythingokay with Uncle Steve?”

I blinked my eyes, pulling myself back to reality. “Yes, I‘m sorry. What were you saying?” She chuckled.“Nothing, darling. I said Aunt Jocelyn‘s back, and I invited her shopping next week.”

“Ah!” I said nothing more, only nodding for her to know I heard about it. She heaved a sigh, standing up.“I‘m leaving,” she kissed me on the cheek. “I just check if I still have a fiancé here. I hate to thinksomebody might steal you away from me.” She turned her back on me, but I gripped her wrist, pullingher back to my lap, kissing her deeper.

“You still have a fiancé, Lalaine,” I assured her.

“Good! Now, I‘m leaving you in peace because surely your secretaries were not happy I was disturbingyou.” She stood up. “You should consider letting Catherine retire early, darling »

“I like Catherine. She‘s efficient and really good at her job,” I signed the document before glancing ather.

She rolled her eyes at me. “Yeah, right. My point is she‘s been Uncle Steve‘s secretary. Maybe it‘s abouttime you look for someone young and –”.

“Would you mind if I get a young, beautiful, smart secretary?” I smiled wickedly at her. She sneered atme. “Let‘s just stick to the old Catherine, then.”

“I heard that,” Catherine smirked at her as she walked in my direction, giving me my phone, which Iprobably left in the conference room. “Heaven Scent called,” She uttered, raising her eyebrows at me asif asking me a question that should not be said. “Selene said to call her back if you‘re not busy.”

“Thank you,” I took my phone and placed it on the table. “I‘m leaving,” Lalaine said when she realizedCatherine was not leaving. She gave me a quick kiss on the lips before walking out of the office.

“Sky,” A motherly Catherine turned to me when she was sure Lalaine was out. “I know it‘s not mybusiness, but what‘s with this cute little voice asking for her Daddy? Frank told me you‘re looking forAngela again. Is this child your daughter?”

I smirked. “I have daughters, Catherine.”

“A daughter,” She corrected as if I was her student in a grammar class.

“Nope. Angela gave me three beautiful daughters, Catherine.” I told her, and surely Elenita would bejealous for not knowing it first. “What? And what do you intend to do with them?” She asked, horrified notwith my children but with what could probably happen once the world knew about my daughters. “I‘mtaking my daughters, Catherine,” I said, turning my attention to the papers I was reading “And themother?” She asked worriedly. “She can marry someone else, the hell I care!” I hissed and put my pendown. Heaving a deep sigh, I stared at her. “I’m taking my daughters. I don‘t care about her. I‘m takingmy daughters, Catherine.” I was breathless after saying it. She smirked. “I heard you, Sky. You just saidyou‘re taking your daughters three times and don‘t care about the mother.”

She shook her head as she headed to the door, but she turned to me again before she could go out ofthe office.

“By the way, why is Frank having fun at the amusement park while I‘m here stuck with you in the office?”She asked, not exactly mad at me, but her naughty smile just said everything. “Catherine!” I growled.

She releases a heartily laugh before leaving, me alone in my office.

Shaking my head, I took the phone and dialed Angela‘s number. I was not surprised anymore thatSelene answered the phone since she was the one who called me first. Angela probably didn‘t know shehad her phone.

“Daddy, are you busy?” Her cute voice asked as soon as she answered the call. “Umm... Not really,baby. Is everything okay?” I asked, opening another folder. “Umm... Mommy said she‘s okay, and wedon‘t need to call you, but – “When Selene began crying, my heart stopped beating. I swallowed hard asI imagined a million scenarios of accidents that could happen in theme parks. The pen I was holdingdropped on the floor, and I started to panic that I didn‘t even know where my car key was for a whilesince Frank has to drive for me almost all the time. “Daddy‘s coming. Stop crying, Selene.” I ended thecall and almost bumped into Catherine when she returned to my office.

She waved her phone. “Frank‘s calling. He said –” “Tell him I‘m coming. Did he tell you if Angela wasokay?” I could not breathe. Let her be okay. Let her be fine. She shrugged. “I didn‘t ask. You just said ityourself; you don‘t care about the mom.” “Argh!” I growled at her, almost running toward the elevator, andfor the first time in my life, I uttered a prayer, hoping nothing serious happened to Angela.