A Mistaken Night With The CEO

At Luis' firm, Derrick Luis was working on his computer in his office on the fifth floor when his private phone rang. "Hello, Mother," he said, picking up the call. His mother replied, "Derrick, you know today is your birthday. So where are you?" Looking at his wristwatch, Derrick observed it was already 6 pm. "At the office, Mother," he replied. "Come home, Son. It's your birthday, and we did a lot to make today a special moment to mark your new age of 25." "Mom, I am not interested in birthday parties. Why can't you understand my perspective?" Derrick murmured. His mother was already old, so he couldn't blame her. "I understand. Please come home quickly before the guests start leaving. If I had known you would stubbornly stay in the office until this time, I shouldn't have allowed you to go today, knowing it's also your birthday." "Mom, I cannot set work aside for a party. Who will look after Dad's company?" Derrick muttered. His mother responded sadly, "You're right, but during your father's prime, he didn't skip home for work. He attended parties. Where do you think I met him?" "Hmm." Derrick rolled his eyes at his mother's words. "Fine, Mother. I will be home now." He ended the call. "Running a multimillion-dollar empire at this age, and my mother still wants me to prioritize a party over work. Tch." Derrick mused. He stood up from his exclusive office chair, shut down his computer, grabbed his briefcase, and elegantly left his office. Arriving home in a brand new black Prado Jeep, Derrick Luis exited the vehicle and made his way to his family's mansion. He heard music and frowned when he saw numerous guest cars parked inside his late father's estate. Moving forward, Derrick arrived at the mansion's entrance. He rang the doorbell, and the maid opened the door for him. "Welcome, Master Derrick," the maid greeted him. Derrick ignored the maid's greeting. His mother, who was in the living room with many guests, ushered him in. "Welcome, son. Happy 25th birthday to you." "Happy birthday, Master Derrick!" All the guests in the living room toasted the young master's new age. "Thank you all," Derrick replied and wanted to retire to his bedroom to rest when his mother stopped him. "Derrick, it's still your birthday. Come cut your cake and make a wish." Pausing at the staircase, Derrick looked back at all the guests' faces—his seven elder sisters, all married with children, and his staff present. Derrick wanted to protest again that he was not a child and didn't want a birthday party. However, he swallowed his protest as silence fell over the crowded living room. Approaching his cake, which sat in the center of the living room, Derrick cut it while the guests beamed happily and clapped for him. "Happy birthday, brother," his sisters cheered, and he replied, "Thank you all." "That's not all, Derrick. Make a wish," his mother urged him again. "Oh, Mother, I am not a child," Derrick finally protested, but his mother walked over to meet him as they stood in the living room. "No one said you're a child, but you're still my baby, so make a wish," his mother pleaded with an assuring smile. Not wanting to make his mother sad, Derrick wished for a long life, a happy family, and a prosperous business. "Happy birthday again, Master Derrick. We wish you all the best," the guests said happily, and the toast continued as they resumed drinking and chatting. ——— Derrick excused himself from the living room and went to his bedroom on the top floor of the mansion. Meanwhile, among the maids, Miranda had a crush on the master of the house. She was not the only one crushing on Derrick, but she couldn't take her eyes off him. She openly admired his handsomeness. "Too handsome for one person," Miranda thought. She had observed that Derrick seemed very hardworking. He didn't have time for women and focused mostly on his business. Derrick didn't even have a girlfriend, and Miranda desperately wanted Derrick to notice her. As a poor girl from the orphanage, after five years of serving the Luis family as a maid, Miranda wanted a luxurious life. She didn't want to return to poverty. In the Luis family mansion, maids wore casual, inexpensive clothes. There was no competition, as all the daughters of the Luis family were married, including Derrick's immediate elder sister, Nicole Luis. "Come on, Alexa, I want to introduce you to my brother. I fear he might be gay. Why doesn't he have a girlfriend at this age? Don't you find it weird?" Nicole spoke to her friend as she brought Alexa to her brother's birthday party. Alexa worked as Derrick's personal secretary at Luis Group. She would admit that she hadn't seen any young woman visit Derrick at the office. "I don't think he's gay. Master Derrick is just too busy to notice any woman," Alexa replied. She wore a red, seductive dress and had arrived at the Luis mansion just after Derrick left the company. Alexa Godwin was also interested in Derrick Luis. At twenty-two years old, she wanted him as her husband. She knew that having a man like Derrick as her husband would mean she wouldn't need to work much or struggle. His family's wealth was enough to cover all her lifetime expenses. "Alexa, what do you think of Derrick? Don't you have a crush on my brother? If my older sisters hadn't spoken to me about introducing you to Derrick to work as his new secretary after my leave, do you think I would have accepted you based on friendship alone? Come now," Nicole grabbed Alexa's hand and led her upstairs to the top floor where there were no guests. Alexa was nervous. For the year she had been working as Derrick's personal secretary based on Nicole's influence, she hadn't overstepped any boundaries or tried to get his attention. Derrick was mean, and Alexa feared what he would do if she dared to cross the line.