BILLIONAIRE CONFUSION

WHY THIS CONFUSED BILLIONAIRE

CHAPTER ONE

MAXWELL’S POV

“Have you taken all the necessary documents?” My Father asked me as I was about to go to the office.

“Yes sir. I have taken the necessary documents, including the letter from Wilson’s company.” I told my Dad.

“Okay good. Make sure you attend to them with all diligence and remember their quality over quantity.” My Dad told me sharply.

“Make sure not to overwork yourself for your health. You know you are just recovering.” My mum interrupted.

“Mum, I will try not to.” I said with a heartwarming smile.

“He is a man, and he is supposed to work, sweetheart. Have you forgotten that there is no food for a lazy man ?” My father asked, shifting his gaze to my mother.

“My love, I didn’t forget. But do you also remember that all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy?” My mum asked him a rhetorical question.

“Well, my son is not Jack! He is Maxwell.” My Dae said, as everyone burst into laughter because of those words.

“Dad, mum. I have to go now, I’ll catch up with both of you after work.” I said, waving my hands to them, opened the door and left the house hurriedly.

As I stepped out of the mansion, I felt the warm morning sunlight in the sky. The cool breeze of Oklahoma blew softly on my skin and I could feel its tenderness all over my body with goosebumps as an obvious reaction.

My SUV car and escorts were waiting for me outside so they could take me to the office as the son of a billionaire.

“Here sir. Please come inside.” Kelvin—My right-hand man said, opening the door of the SUV.

“Yeah, thank you.” I responded sharply, entering into the car, sitting in the back seat while the driver drove us all the way to the office.

While in the car, I was thinking about the workload ahead of me, the meetings with the staff and my health at the same time.

I had always been hardworking right from time, and it continued when I became a full-grown man to the extent that I could risk my health without thinking twice just to be diligent and accomplish lots of tasks within a short period of time.

“Here we are.” I said from the back seat while Kelvin went down to open the door, so I could go down.

The three car escorts that followed my SUV had to wait till I closed from work so that they could take me back home. I didn’t care about how they would feel waiting inside a car outside for hours, all I cared was how I was being treated as the son of a well-known billionaire in the country.

“Good morning Sir.” Sarah greeted me, trying to help me with the briefcase that I was carrying in my hands. She was my secretary at the office.