Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets

Chapter 11- Hunt



(Three years later)

"Come on girls. We need to be quick. This order needs to leave this kitchen, right after two hours." Marissa clapped loudly in the large kitchen while taking rounds and checking every chef busy with stoves.

'Alexander's Homestyle Catering' got its boom two years back when Marissa grabbed a big order from a newly developed multinational office.

They even asked her to run an indoor canteen for their employees, but Marissa and the owner could not come up with a mutual cost agreement and Marissa dropped the idea.

Alexander was the name, once chosen by Rafael for his future son. Marissa loved it and thought to use it a long time back.

One thing she had learned in life the hard way was to never settle for anything less and she had been teaching the same to her kids.

In the last three years, Grandpa Flint and Sophia had been her great supporters. Sophia was still busy doing her freelance work for different pharmaceutical companies, but she kept turning down all of the perks they used to offer. Going on an annual trip was one of them.

Why?

Because she knew her friend needed her. Marissa couldn't raise her babies alone.

"Marissa," Akari who was one of her employees came to her carrying a bowl, "you need to taste this garlic chicken. Citra wants to pour some more sauce, but I thought to come to you first."

Marissa took the bowl from her hands and took a spoonful of the sauce, "Umm..." she closed her eyes and moaned a bit, "this needs a little bit more salt..." She then frowned and shook her head, "And no more sauce please."

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