A Baby for the Billionaire

7

KEREM

"Sir, the little one is already sleeping in his room" the governess I have hired to take care of Ali announces to me.

I am in the armchair in the room, studying the latest movements on the Stock Market, analyzing the investment figures that my group of advisors have provided me for this occasion. Without looking at her and leaving the cup of coffee next to my laptop, I answer,

"Fine.You can leave now."

"Have a good night, Mr. Deniz."

"AHA."

She looks for her coat and comes out. Immediately afterwards, the cook tells me that she has already left everything ready in the kitchen.

"You can go," I tell her.

She greets me again, but I don't answer. I am now with my mobile phone in my hand, with an alarm announcing that the conversation with the girl from the digital language platform who will travel with us to Silicon Valley is about to begin.

I am dedicated to the business of investing in new technologies. There are important pitching and funding rounds that I have been wanting to analyze for a long time, only to date I did not consider myself to have enough tools to know for sure where to place the money so that the product margin of error is as small as possible.

Once I put my phone down, I see a text from Neville advising me that today is the meeting.

Yes, I know.

I just leave the message in seen, which is enough for you to know that I have already been informed about it.

Her plane leaves at five in the morning while mine leaves at nine. I need her to be ready and installed for when she meets Ali since I don't have anyone extra with me so that she can define exactly what our destination will be since the governess has no instruction in the language and she is the best scored, according to studies by Neville, for this work.

At best, I shouldn't be doing this. Not even employees of my firm have ever had a conversation with me in person. When Neville told me that I would have to have it by video chat with this Judith Mandy, I immediately said no. Neville warned me about the risks of not responding, of the online world and that an offer like mine could be considered improper, so I needed this video chat to happen as soon as possible.

"Find someone else if she doesn't trust you."

"Sir, anyone would ask us for something like that."

"I don't care, Neville. I have no time."

"She will share twenty-four hours a day with your son for the next few weeks, it would be convenient to at least have a conversation with the father of the little one."

"Nope. The best thing would be to talk to the mother."

But it helped to listen to my own words in the space of silence generated to be aware of the weight of my words.

Of course that couldn't happen.

Because my son has no mother.

And with her departure, my soul left too. Without Zara I am nothing more than an undead wandering in automatic mode on planet Earth.

"Set a schedule after dinner. Five minutes, not one more. And tell her that if she is not already online when I go in, she should forget about the conversation."

"Okay, I'll take care of it."

I finally gave in and Neville seemed pleased because this was the first gesture of humanity he'd had in a long time.

Elijah will also accompany me on this trip, but I don't entrust Ali's care to him at all, besides he doesn't know how to speak Turkish.

"Good evening, sir," says the woman who has finished cleaning. Still here? I thought she was gone.

I move past her and go back to my computer, seeing that she is online.

Juliet Mandy is online waiting for my message

"Hello" I type in the chat. "Calling."

"Ok" she answers me.

Ok, a few words.

I suspect we'll get along just fine.

However, as soon as I call, she does not answer me.

"Are you there?"

She does not attend.

I try again.

"HEY" I write to her.

"There are still three minutes to go," she replies, "I'm having dinner."

It's true but she's still missing.

"It's now or never," I tell her, furious.

"Two minutes, Mr. Deniz."

But who the hell does she think she is?!

I'm about to send her to hell, however, Neville's voice resounds in my head as a rebuke as we realize we don't have time to get someone better in a few hours.

Many people have left her magnificent comments and stars that few have, there is practically not a single negative comment in thousands of people who have had classes with her.

In the middle of my scroll checking her profile, I realize that it's time and I have an incoming call from Judith.