My Cadillac Billionaire

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Chapter 8

Continuous bouncing on my once, comfy bed had me opening my eyes to face the source.

"Mommy! Mommy!" Called Emma enthusiastically with a grin.

"Hey Baby." I smiled, sitting up on the bed with a yawn before stretching my stiff muscles, getting rid of the little bit of sleep left. I then opened my arms for her, giving her silent permission to shoot into my arms, which she did without an ounce of hesitation.

"Are you going to spend the whole day with me, Mommy?" She excitedly asked with hopeful eyes.

I lightly chuckled, covering my mouth with my hand to cover my morning breath," I'll try." I admitted." Now, go have breakfast. I'll join you in a minute."

"Okay, Mommy." She enthusiastically chirped, before getting out of my arms and off my bed. She bounced all the way to the door, singing one of the songs she hears from the TV, before closing the door, her footsteps disappearing towards the staircase's direction.

I slipped out of my bed before quickly making it. I almost never leave my bed to be made by one of the maids. They are mostly just hear to clean and do my laundry, except my underwear. I wash that myself. It never set well with me having my maids do that form of laundry for me.

I went to my bathroom and took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, relieved my bladder and moisturised my hair and body. Walking back into my bedroom, I headed to my closet to pull out my underwear and outfit. I ended up picking out a white sundress with some brown, leather sandals.

I am the only grand grandchild who managed to inherit my Grand Grandmother's African hair. It's soft but very curly and fluffy.

I pulled on my clothes and ran a comb through my hair before tying it into a small and fluffy bun.

I put on some lip balm, and took my phone before leaving my bedroom and closing the door behind me.

Upon turning around, I was met with a grey clad chest. Looking up, I was greeted by a pair of sparkling, emerald green orbs that now shone with life compared to our first encounter.

"Good morning, London. I'm sorry for nearly bumping into you." I smiled up at him.

"Morning, it's alright. Actually it would have been my fault anyway." He nervously chuckled, his eyes never meeting my own. Making my heart clench at the flat rejection, it's about time this crush ended. Even so, I couldn't help but to be a bit concerned at his strange behaviour.

"Is everything alright? Do you by any chance need something?" I asked with a smile of encouragement before memories of last night flooded back to me. I instantly flushed in embarrassment," If it's about last night, I'm so sorry for my behaviour. I don't normally leave Emma with strangers I just wasn't thinking right. I'm sure you think I'm a bad mother now." I quietly said the last part in shame.

We stood in silence for a couple of seconds before I got the courage to look up at him and even then, I looked up at him through my full eyelashes.

Looking up at him, I expected him to look at me with disapproval, just to find him gaping at me in surprise. My outburst must have taken him aback, I don't blame him. I think I spoke nearly as fast as cartoons when they are in trouble and are trying to apologize.

His hand moved through his hair, before his eyes finally met mine.

"Miss Williams-" He started, just for me to cut him off.

"Lenora." I quietly corrected, but he clearly heard me because he stopped talking about.

"Okay, Lenora. I don't think that you're a bad mother, not at all. I just think that you're tired and I will go as far as to say that you trusted me enough to leave Emma in my care and for that I am honoured and happy. I promise, I won't let you down." He said, making my heart skip a beat before swooning at his kind words. He's so drea- no no no. No more of that.

"Okay, I'm glad to hear that, but I think that's not what you wanted to talk to me about, am I right?" I asked with a polite smile, feeling relief that he didn't see me as a bad mother, even though I'm kinda disappointed in myself about last night to be honest.

"Yes, it isn't. Can we sit down to talk about this?" He nervously asked.

"Umm, sure. We can talk in my office downstairs." I said.

"Great. Please lead the way." He indicated to the staircase.

I gave a nod before moving on ahead, letting him follow behind me.

We made it to my office, where I guided him to my couch. I sat down, before indicating with my hand for him to also sit down because he didn't seem like he had the intention to do so otherwise.

"So, what did you need to talk about?" I asked.

He sighed before looking at me, straight in the eyes. You could see that he was still nervous but he tried to hide it well," Well, its about Emma."

I instantly perked up and tensed at the mention of my daughter," What about my daughter?" I stiffly, but politely asked, but you could hear the concern in my voice.

"No no, please everything's alright." He rushed out, making me feel a bit of relief but the mere fact that it's still based on my daughter wouldn't allow me to relax any further," You see, a couple of days ago, her and I were chatting like we normally do and she mentioned wanting to go to kindergarten to me. Her eyes and voice gave away her longing for it, even the sadness for not being able to go, so," He paused before his eyes turned sterner and there was not a single trace of nervousness in his eyes." I plead you to let Emma go to kindergarten." He said without even wavering or faltering over his words.

I sighed," I knew that she always wanted to go, I just never trusted anyone to take her there or fetch her me aside from myself. I come back late from work, so who would fetch her?" I asked.

"I would." He bravely answered, making me raise my eyebrow at him.

"With all do respect London, you are still more or less a stranger still, regardless of the month and a couple of weeks you've been here and besides, do you have a license?" I asked.

"Yes. I do. One of the only things I still have with me." He answered still without a single waver in his voice," I could even take Courtney with me seeing as she's her nanny. But please, just consider it, Miss Williams." He pleaded.

I sighed, closing my eyes in thought before opening them once more and saying," Alright. I will."

"Thank you Miss Williams, I promise I won't let you down." He enthusiastically said. Those words again.

"But you will, maybe not now but eventually." I softly said, moving my eyes to my laptop on my office table.

"What? And how do you know that?" He defensively asked.

I turned to him with my stoic, business face before saying," You will hurt my daughter."

"With all due respect, Miss Williams. I will never hurt Emma." He said, raising his voice a pitch higher.

I got up and made my way to the door, he needs time to calm down but only after I've said my piece. I pulled the door open before turning to him with a small smile," As soon as the opportunity arises and you get back on your feet, won't you leave? Will you even think about Emma then?" With that, I left the room and gently closed the door behind me.


London's POV

As much as I wanna say Lenora's right, unfortunately I can't. She's entirely wrong in all honesty. I know that the only things on my mind should be me moving as soon as I get on my feet, but surprisingly it isn't. Instead, me wanting to spend more time with Emma and hopefully remaining in her life forever and hopefully Lenora's as well one day is what's on my mind.

I have also finally figured out who Miss Lenora Williams is.World known, Business Tycoon and Bachelorette, Miss Lenora Williams. I remembered all the articles I've read about her form newspapers at work. She is an extremely wealthy woman thanks to her family's business which she inherited from her father after he retired. She has grown it even more since being appointed as the CEO three years ago.

I knew from the start due to her lifestyle that she was obviously well off, I mean she lives in the wealthy part of town. Yes, anyone living a well off life can afford a life in the rich part of town, but most never dare to due to the intimidating overshadowing, large homes in the neighbourhood. They clearly showcase the wealth, status and power of the owners, whereas Lenora's doesn't. Lenora's home is small and homely, rather than cold and large as I'd expect a billionaire's home to be. Even her personality isn't what I'd expect a person of wealth, a person groomed and raised in luxuries to resemble. She's kind, compassionate, warm and caring. She even treats her workers more like her family than anything, which I think is one of the things about her that makes my heart thump in excitement as well as anxiety when I see her. Her sweet smile is always so gentle, kind and effortless. All these qualities of her are I believe are what led me to catching feelings for her beside her astounding, breathtaking beauty. She is like an Angel sent from heaven.

A smile unknowingly took over my features as I got off the couch where I believe I had been stewing for the past couple of minutes.

I made my way to the door and exited out of the office just as Lenora had a couple of minutes ago. I walked up the hallway to the kitchen where conversation buzzed.

"London!" Excitedly called Emma upon sporting me as I walked into the kitchen. She immediately jumped off her chair from next to her mom, who smiled at me before enjoying the last bits of her pancakes.

"Thank you for breakfast, Penny. It was as wonderful as always." Her soft voice said to Penny who I saw smile from the corner of my eye.

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss Williams."

A gentle tugging of my jeans, had me leave Penny and Lenora's conversation and turn to little Emma instead.

"Mommy and I are going to the movie place later on, will you come with us?" She enthusiastically asked with a toothy smile that showed her small, milky teeth.

I leaned down and picked her up in my arms before softly saying," I'm not sure, Baby Girl. I don't think your-" I was cut off by Lenora who showed that she had been eavesdropping into our conversation.

"I would gladly like you to accompany us, Mr Carson." She smiled," Please be ready to go at 6pm. I would like for us to have some food before going into the cinema."

I'm sure my mouth almost fell agape at her words. This woman is starting to worry me unless she's just a great pretender.

"Umm sure then. Thanks for inviting me to come along." I smiled in gratitude even though I assume I only got invited because of Emma.

Lenora threw me a nod before getting off her chair and going to the sink to drop off her dirty plate, utensils and glass.

"Em, can you give me a minute? I'll be right back." I told the little girl as I put her down on the floor.

"Okay." She enthusiastically smiled before running back to her seat to finish her breakfast.

I saw Lenora quietly leave the kitchen, so me being me, I rushed after her.

"Miss Williams!" I called out after her, luckily making her hault in her steps and turn around.

"Yes? How may I help you?" She asked with a polite smile.

"I know who you are." I found myself saying.

Her smile noticeably faltered for a second as she perked up. Due to the businesswoman in her, she almost immediately regained her composure and looked at me with a steady, confident smile.

"Alright, and does it bother you?" She asked, taking me aback and making my step falter to the back before I caught myself.

"No. It's just that..." I stopped, trying to find the best way to say what I wanted to say," You were wrong earlier. I do think about Emma, I consider her feelings and I will then. That girl has managed to capture my heart and I will be damned if I'm the one who hurts her. In fact, I would like to permanently stay in Emma's life and I know that you either think I'm just lying or I'm being petty or I'm just crazy to care for her after only knowing her for a month and a couple of weeks, but I do. I'll show you that, I promise you." I finished, before my eyes finally met her hazel ones, in disbelief ones.

Her posture looked a bit more slacked, exaggerating her bewilderment.

"Good day, Miss Williams." I said with a small bow before turning around and leaving her gaping like a cute fish behind me. Serves her right for earlier.
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