A Mistaken Night With The CEO

"Miranda, get the drinks from the fridge," Lady Loretta said. She was an old lady, the matriarch of the house, and it was her only son's birthday arrangement. "Okay, Ma," Miranda answered. As a young lady in her early twenties, Miranda wore a pink dress. It was 5 pm, and they were preparing a birthday party for Derrick Luis, the only son of the Luis family. Out of seven daughters, Derrick appeared to be the only son of his wealthy family. Many guests were already present in the Luis family mansion. Among these guests were top admirers, business partners and their family members and relatives, but the birthday celebrant wasn't at home. Far away at a luxurious firm, Derrick Luis was still at his office when his mobile rang out. "Hello, Mother," he picked up the call, and his mother said to him, "Derrick, you know that today is your birthday. So where are you?" Looking at his wristwatch, Derrick observed it was already 6 p.m. He replied, "At my office, Mother." "Come home, Son. It's your birthday, and we did a lot just to have today a special moment to mark your new age at 25." "Mom, I am not interested in birthday parties. Why can't you understand my concepts?" Derrick murmured. His mother was getting older, 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 to the office today, knowing today is also your birthday." "Mom, I cannot set work aside for a party. Who will look after Dad's company?" Derrick muttered again. His mother responded sadly, "You are right, but during your father's time, he didn't skip home for work. He attended parties." Derrick rolled his eyes at his mother's words. "Fine, Mother. I will be at home now," he said, and the phone call ended. "Running a multimillion-dollar corporation at this age, my mother still wants me to prioritize party over work. Tch." Derrick mused. He stood up from his office chair where he sat in his office. Shutting down his computer, he grabbed his briefcase and elegantly left his office. ------ Arriving home in a brand-new Prado Jeep, Derrick got out of the car and made his way ahead to his family's mansion. He could hear the sound of music and frowned after seeing many guests' cars that were parked inside his late father's estate. Striding forward, Derrick arrived at the mansion's exterior. He rang the doorbell, and the maid pulled the door open for him. "Welcome, Master Derrick," the maid greeted him. Derrick ignored responding to the maid's greetings and was ushered by his mother, who was in the living room with many guests. "Welcome, son. Happy 25th birthday to you," his mother said with a smile. "Happy birthday, Master Derrick!" All the guests in the living room toasted to the new age of the young master. "Thank you all," Derrick replied. He wanted to retire to his bedroom to rest, but his mother stopped him. "Derrick, it's still your birthday. Come cut your cake and make a wish." Derrick paused at the staircase, looking back at all the faces of the guests—his seven elder sisters, who were all married with children, and sone of his companies staff. Derrick wanted to protest again that he was not a kid and didn't want a birthday party. However, he gulped down his protest as silence fell in the crowded living room. Approaching his huge white cake that was placed in the center of the living room, Derrick cut the cake, and the guests beamed, clapping for him. "Happy birthday, brother," his sisters cheered him, 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 kid," Derrick protested, but his mother walked up to meet him as they were all standing in the living room. "No one said you're a kid, 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 to you again, Master Derrick. We wish you all the best." The guests were happy, and the toast continued as the guests resumed drinking and chatting happily. ------ Derrick excused himself from the living room and went back 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 get her eyes away from him. Miranda openly gawked at Derrick's handsomeness. "Too handsome for one person," she thought. She had observed Derrick; he seemed very hardworking. He didn't have time for women and mostly focused on his business alone. Derrick didn't even have a girlfriend, and Miranda was dripping wet juice in her cunt to have Derrick notice her. Well, she was a poor girl and came from the orphanage home. After her years of serving the Luis' family as a maid, Miranda wanted a classic life. She didn't want to return to poverty. In the Luis family mansion, maids were expected to dress in cheap wear. There was no competition, as the seven daughters of the Luis family were married, including Derrick's immediate elder sister, Nicole. "Come on, Alexa, I want to introduce you to my younger brother. I fear he might be gay. Why won't he have a girlfriend at this age? Don't you find it weird?" Nicole spoke to her friend, as she invited Alexa along to Derrick's surprised birthday party. Alexa worked as a secretary in Luis Group, and she would admit that she hadn't seen any young lady come to the office to visit Derrick. "I don't think he's gay. Master Derrick is just too busy to notice any woman," Alexa replied. She wore a red bodycon dress and black stilettos. She had arrived at the Luis mansion just after Derrick left the company. Alexa was also interested in Derrick. She wanted him, as she was just 22 years old. She believes that having a man like Derrick as her husband in the future, she wouldn't need to work much or suffer to feed, as his family's wealth was enough to cover her lifetime expenditures. "Alexa, what do you think of Derrick? Do you not have a crush on my brother? If my elder sisters hadn't spoken to me about introducing you to Derrick to work for him, as his new secretary after my leave. Do you think I only accepted you based on our friendship alone? Come now." Nicole grabbed Alexa's hand and led her to the top floor, where there were no guests. Alexa felt nervous. For a year that she had been working as Derrick's personal secretary based on Nicole's influence, she hadn't crossed the limit nor tried to get his attention. Derrick was mean, and Alexa feared what he would do to her if she dared to cross his boundaries.