The Orphan who became the billionaire's boss

A rare night (CHAPTER 33)

The cold breeze blow sweetly across Wembley's estate around 9 pm, as Mr Warren sat at the balcony of his mansion, looking relaxed. He checked his wrist watch from time to time, keeping track of what the time was. Already feeling a bit of uneasiness when the time was running fast —and what he was waiting for was delaying to come, he stood up and turn to return down stairs.

" Where are you going, Old Man" He heard a feminine voice speak to him from behind and he spun around to respond

" Hey, what kept you so long Mrs pheona ? I was already feeling worried"

" Nope, you were feeling inpatient. " she said and rested her back on the balcony. " Why did you call me here ? speak, I would be leaving soon." She said, throwing her face away.

" Leaving? C'mon dear, you just got here. Don't you miss me already ? besides, it's been a while since we talked. After the night you left my place, looking heartbroken "

" I'm here Warren, what do you want "

" I wanted to check up on you to know how you are