Mommy, Where's Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return
Chapter 11: Plan B: Find Daddy

"Mr. Wright. You have a sudden emergency meeting," John Garcia revealed right after entering the CEO's office. John's words made Ethan frown, and he answered, "I don't accept late meeting requests. You know that John - "

"Sir, it's Mr. and Mrs. Song from Chandgai - across the continent." John nodded before explaining, "Yes, they happen to be around, visiting a relative here in Braeton, so they decided to come and see you." John shrugged and suggested, "At least that is what they said, but I think... they might be assessing the city if it is the right place for their business."

A clear grimace became painted on Ethan's face. He checked the time and saw how it was thirty minutes to two in the afternoon, and he was expecting a visit from the chef.

Unfortunately for him, Mr. and Mrs. Song were very important people he had to see. They were the owners of the famous theme park that took Asia by storm, considered the best on the continent. Because of the family-oriented experiences they provided to all their guests, the theme park became one of the most visited resorts in all of Asia.

Ethan wanted the same in Braeton City, and he wanted not only to learn from the success of the Songs, but to be business partners with them as well.

A hiss escaped his lips, saying, "Stall the chef."

"Of course, Mr. Wright. You need not say it! I will support your every desire!" Confirmed John, but after seeing how his boss glared at him, he diverted Ethan's attention by saying, "I have directed Mr. and Mrs. Song to the main conference room."

Ethan buttoned his coat before getting up. He ordered, "Have the best coffee and canapes for our guests. Have Joel take your place at the meeting."

He paused from where John stood and added, "You - you have... a more important task to do."

'A more important task?' That left John bemused, but he suddenly remembered how he was supposed to welcome Samantha and her kids. "Oh, right! Right!"

Right after securing the best choices of hot beverages and canapes from the cafe across the building, John returned to his seat, exactly five minutes before two in the afternoon. Not a moment too soon, Samantha and her kids came out of the lift, approaching John's table with nothing but smiles on their faces.

Kenzie happily approached John and handed him a small paper bag. She said, "These are cream puffs we bought for you near the school!"

John could not help but smile at Kenzie. He replied, "Why, thank you, little princess!" He squinted and told with eagerness, "I love cream puffs!"

Kenzie giggled and said, "Me too! Can I have one?"

"Oh, no! Kenzie!" Warned Samantha while laughing at her own daughter. She sat on the seat in front of John's table and said to the CEO's assistant, "She has her own bag of cream puffs!"

Going through her wallet, Samantha took out the check that she had earlier gotten from John and gave it to him. "Here! Thank you so much!"

After putting the check down on the table, she placed her hand on her chest to say, "And thank you so much for the opportunity! Working here got me scholarships for my kids."

"Oh, don't mention it, Miss Davis. I was happy to help, but about getting you into the company, you'd have to thank the boss for that," suggested John. "It was his decision to take you first."

"Well, I'd really like to meet him." Samantha leaned over and asked, "But is it really okay? CEOs, they usually don't talk to lower rank employees, right?"

John chuckled and said, "Oh... he does... now. Haha!" After settling his laughter, John suggested, "But seriously, Miss Davis, I think the boss wanted to get a commitment from you that you will give The First Diamon Hotel... a Michelin star rating soon enough."

"Oh!" Yet again, Samantha could not help but feel overwhelmed. To get a Michelin star rating in a restaurant would be such an achievement, and she was stunned to hear how they were expecting that from her.

She took a deep breath and said, "I will certainly do my best!"

Glancing at the CEO's office, Samantha asked, "So, do I get to see Mr. Wright?"

Kyle, on the other hand, just did not mind their conversation. His eyes were glued to the CEO's office just a few steps from them. He then heard John say to his mother, "Well, that is the thing... Mr. Wright suddenly had an emergency meeting in the main conference room, but! He is still looking forward to having that discussion with you."

"I hope you don't mind.. waiting," John proposed.

Kenzie and Kyle immediately looked at each other. While Samantha and John resumed their exchange, the twins settled in one corner to talk.

"Oh, you know what? I should have known better. The president must be a busy man. There is really no need for me to see him. I just feel embarrassed altogether," Samantha responded. She acted to collect her belongings and that of the kids before she said, "Please do extend my gratitude to Mr. Wright. That is more than enough for me."

"Maybe we should go," added Samantha.

"Miss Davis, please. Please stay. I swear, Mr. Wright is expecting you," advised John. He was so adamant about letting Samantha stay that he got up from his seat and stood next to her. "He probably won't take long, and Mr. Wright is just two floors down. I'm sure he will be back in no time."

While John was convincing Samantha, the kids behind them were forming a plan of their own.

"We can't leave before we see Daddy," suggested Kenzie.

"Then, let's proceed to Plan B. Did you hear that? Main conference room. Two floors down," Kyle repeated.

Kenzie nodded and declared, "Let's go find our daddy!"

Meanwhile, Samantha was nearly convinced that it was best to wait. Besides, if the CEO himself was expecting her, she should not deny gracing him with her presence. However, just as she thought this, John received a call from Ethan. His mobile rang loudly, and he instantly picked it up in front of Samantha.

"Mr. Wright? I see. So it's taking you longer?" A clear sigh escaped John's lips, and he said, "Okay, Mr. Wright. I'll inform Miss Davis."

After putting down the phone, he turned to Samantha and reported, "I think... he is having a problem with the meeting."

That was Samantha's cue. She got up and said, "You know. I understand. It must be very important. Maybe... Some other time. Yes, some other - "

She halted her words, realizing her kids were not anywhere around them. "Kenzie? Kyle?"

Carrying her bag and that of the children, she took a full turn and called again, "Oh... My... God!"

"Kyle? Kenzie? Where are you?" Samantha unwittingly walked distances, covering some areas of that office floor in search of her children. Yet, despite her efforts, she could not find them.

"I'm sure they are just around here," John said, also seeking the twins.

He walked to the other side of the office floor, asking the secretaries at the same time. Unfortunately, none of the secretaries noticed where they left off to.

"You know what? I think I noticed them going towards the lift. I just wasn't sure before you said they disappeared," suggested one employee, prompting Samantha to run off to the elevators. Unfortunately, the twins were not there either. What were the chances that the twins took the elevators? It was likely possible.

With Samantha dreading, John had to warn the receptionist, their roving security, and all the personnel who were guarding all exits of the building.

After twenty minutes of searching for the twins, John determined it was best to check all surveillance cameras. He offered to take Samantha to the security room when they heard a familiar voice. "Mommy! We found Daddy!"

Samantha turned in the direction of the office floor entrance, and to her shock, she found Kenzie being carried by an impassive, tall, and alluring man with deep-seated eyes. On the man's other hand, he was holding her son, Kyle. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Mommy, daddy said he'll buy me donuts!" Kenzie added with a sweet smile.

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