A Mermaid's Fake Love (Editing)

Chapter 4 - You should date again.

FOUR

"He sure isn't gay.....just a poor child trying to survive all odds," Joy dressed her bed. "He deserves a wonderful woman. Strong on the outside but I know he misses his parents so much. Poor child! God help him find a perfect woman." She prayed.

'But how would he? When he found it difficult to trust women!'

That was the main reason why he had only one housekeeper. It was even difficult for him to accept and adapt.

She laid on her bed and slowly drifted to sleep.

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Dressed in a stylish suit, James headed for his office. "Make sure you close the doors. I won't be back early and Don't prepare dinner either," He ordered joy who still had some traces of sleep in her.

She nodded gently and only wished to return to bed. Her Master returning late wasn't something new anymore and she had gotten used to his preferences too.

He had already made plans with Nick for the treat he promised earlier.

At the office, Claire reported his schedules. Pointing out his important moments and leisure times effectively. Not that he couldn't do it himself, he just felt he should let her do her job.

"The meeting with the two men is by 2 pm?" He asked, looking through it.

Claire nodded slightly. He was talking about the men that approached him at the party.

"Where is Nick?" He asked, looking at his watch. He dropped the file and raised his head.

"I have not seen him sir." Claire answered as she thought of the incident last night, "He didn't leave early yesterday night. Maybe he's..."

"What time did he leave?" James cut her off. 'Nick is so irresponsible!...'

"I'm not sure, I think around 3am." She tried remembering. Her eyes are at the sky, actually ceiling. Did it help her?

James shook his head in disappointment, "He was drunk right?" He didn't need to be told but he just asked.

Claire nodded slowly.

"Darn it!" He slammed his desk, "Just leave." He pointed at the door.

Claire knew best not to speak further. She left like she never came.

He always feels angry if Nick disgraces his personality in front of people. He knew what disasters could happen if Nick mistakenly got drunk and voluntarily blamed himself.

"Maybe leaving early last night was a bad idea..." He murmured tapping the desk with the tip of his ring finger unconsciously.

His phone beeped. 'Speak of the devil....' James smirked looking at the screen.

"Where are you?" He asked.

"I am so tired. My stomach aches, it is like my head will fall out." Nick replied instead.

From the background noise, James knew he was yawning and probably at home.

That was a good thing.

"How much did you drink?"

"Just a little."

"Yeah, just a little." James mimicked. 'Nick is such a liar'.

"You better get here before I fire you. Mr Clinton shouldn't hear you are late."

"Who cares about him?" Nick sounded nonchalant as he rolled on his bed playfully.

"Remember he's the one who reunited us. He has a say."