The Billionaire's New Baby

CHAPTER 7

I stepped out of the elevator and was immediately greeted by Margaret who had a cup of coffee and her work journal in her hand.

"Good morning Mr Palmer," she smiled brightly at me, "how generous of you to grace us with your presence today," I rolled my eyes as I entered my office.

"I really did miss you Margaret," I replied with my own dose of sarcasm. My secretary and I have a love-hate/nagging mother and son relationship. She was my father's secretary when he ran the company and she's like a mother to me; way better than the mother I have now, but let's not get into that.

"That goofy friend of yours emailed a list of nannies for our angel. I weeded out the ones that didn't fit and emailed the lucky contenders. You're meeting them tomorrow morning, please show up," I forgot about that,

"Jordan from the finance department completed those drafts you asked for. He's meeting you at twelve thirty today," I shook my head at that,

"Won't work. Michael's coming in at eleven. We're driving down to Princeton together. I'll have to reschedule with Jordan," she smiled at me,

"How is he?" I shrugged my shoulders,

"He's different. I know it's been three and a half years but there's a change," she sighed and sat down,

"Death does a number on us sometimes. He lost his father, then his mother and now the woman he looks up to isn't here at the moment. Give him time, he's going through it," I nod my head at her advice,

"Oh, your Dad called," I looked at her, "he's livid. Jonathan talked, so call your father. Today." I groaned,

"I can't handle him right now," I massaged my temples,

"Well suck it up. Oh and Mr Wells' secretary got in touch, he's flying in from London tonight. He's going to the hospital directly from the airport." I sighed,

"Great," she gave me a pointed look,

"If you have any tricks up your sleeve, now would be a good time to play them," she got up and left me to my thoughts and a mountain of paper work.

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At approximately 10:35 AM Mikey entered my office with a mighty bounce to his step, smiling widely like a Cheshire cat. I stopped writing and looked at him,

"Are you okay?" he nod his head, 

"I think I'm in love," I shook my head at his revelation, 

"And what makes you say that?" he sighed happily then perched both his feet on top of my desk as he took a seat. 

"So I came a little early because your little mancave is boring, then I stopped by the IT department and it was absolute  heaven," I shook my head and continued writing deciding to ignore his oxfords on my desk, 

"Good for you," he sighed loudly once more, 

"That's not the best part," I looked at him, "there's this intern who was coding, like literally coding," I furrowed my eyebrows at that, 

"It's the IT department Mikey, stuff like that happens all the time," in a flash he removed his feet and stood up, 

"You don't get it, she was something. She puts the capital H in H-O-T," I chuckled at him then got up, 

"I should've known," I grabbed my jacket and car keys, 

"What do I have to do to be an intern here?" I rolled my eyes at him, 

"Didn't you just break up with your girlfriend?" he scoffed at my question, 

"Many hours has passed so I think I'm entitled to something else,"  oh Lord, 

"You're not going to be an intern here," he scowled, 

"I think I'm qualified," I waved at Margaret as we exited my office, "bye beautiful," Mikey winked at Margaret who visibly started to blush, 

"Are you hitting on my secretary?" he shrugged his shoulders, 

"Women, gays and bisexuals alike all love me. Can't help that I have a sexy bod," I laughed out at his claim, 

"Okay. Please stop talking, I don't think I can take it anymore," he rolled his eyes this time, 

"Jealous much?" I shook my head at him. 

It's about an hour and twenty minutes to Princeton from here but with the traffic it'll take almost two hours. I'm in for one hell of a car ride with this kid.

For the first hour of the ride, Michael tried to convince me of his qualifications and gave a detailed reason as to why he would make a good intern. His points were ideal and he's right he would make a good intern but I know his true intentions; he currently has the hots for Jody the intern. What got him to shut up was NASA's internship program which he made clear was his goal but if he had a chance with Jody he would totally take it. I probably rolled my eyes about a hundred times, this kid is something else.

"So John is flying in sometime tonight," I glanced at him,

"Crap," he muttered with a groan, "he's going to take us you know," I swore at that very moment my heart stopped. I took a deep breath,

"I have a plan, I'm gonna need your help pulling it off though. That's if you want to with him," he scoffed with a eye roll,

"I won't lie, I respect John, but no matter what I do I just can't please him you know? And I don't give two shíts about what people think of me," I nod my head at his admission,

"So is there bad blood between you two?" he shook his head,

"Not really. He just doesn't agree with my life choices. As if being an orphan isn't hard enough, I have this guy who has expectations that I can't and won't live up to," I sighed at that. At least I'm getting through to him a little. He then chuckled humourlessly,

"I know he supports Sam a hundred percent but it's like he's trying to make up for where he failed with her by grooming me. And if you're not careful the same thing might happen to Ilaria." I nod my head,

"He'll probably be dead by then," he laughed,

"Don't count on it. It's like the Wells live forever," I raised my eyebrows at that, "so what is this plan of yours Pops?"

I proceeded to explain my thoughts to him, while taking suggestions from him. By the time we pulled up to Princeton, we formulated Plan A through to D. Honestly, if I didn't have this intel from Michael I know for a fact that John would take the kids and I wouldn't be able to do anything about it. So their presence in my life is a blessing in disguise and I'll fight tooth and nail for them.