My Billionaire Bosses

nts so they can take more care of their three kids but most especially I'm leaving to go find a better opportunity in the city, I can't see myself being anyone's maid nor suffering all those to

street one cold evening. I was abandoned by my real mom, for years I'd been holding a grudge against my real mom and dad for rejecting me u

s a devil inside. Well I don't need to worry myself too much, it's because of her treatment I've learnt to look elsewhere, without her I wouldn't be thinking of going to the city to start a new life.

isited her, which was actually the last time before I pack out to begin a new life

asked me that particular question, my mind reawakened. I realized I was not j

my childhood hobby, I even picked it up as an additional subject in high school. Ever since it has alw

y did support great dreams of mine, she was my person

so much wish to continue seeing him but I can't just let my love desire drive me to continue in my conditi

out. Would it be as expected or bleak? I don't even know if I'll make it but I have to go. 'If you don't over

entary and high school results with other essential documents from the table a few meters away, she

osing our eyes and shedding tears. Dad had already come into the room and was standing by the door watching us, a tear streamed down his cheek. I k

baby, barely four to six months old. My mom must have abandoned me, I grew up to hate her but when I started maturing mentally, I didn't really blame her for the act. Perhaps she must have been moved by poverty, my mind also told me the man

how I would love my life to be. First, I would get a cheap rent at Lours Street, a popular place for most homeless and p

d it was 12:30 PM. "Mom, will I eat lunch with you guys before moving out?" I wanted to be sure because most times the food wasn't enough for my three si

morable one." She hugged me tighter, the bond between us was so s

r darling. It's our las

he suggested. She brushed my hair which was tied into a neat an

ents they hardly believed it. Dad was a calm and gentle man, all his wish was to groom me into a responsible young woman. When I was eleven he began e

nd me. I looked into his eyes and saw the best friend and father in the

the back of your mind. You see," he paused as a way of placing great emphasis on what he was about to say. "When we first picked you up eighteen years ago, I

is. I imagined the danger I was placed under, I wanted to blam

aid that we'd have no money to raise you. The only option we had was to sacrifice pleasures and our goals for you, so you could

dear. They're not much." I do call him dear whenever I felt so much indebted to him, w

r mom for nothing, we need one thing from you." When I looked at him, I was reflective on what h

an is that you should forgo pleasures for now, rather face those important issues of your life. What are they? Self-development, try adapting to any environment you find yourself, it might be difficult

y want to get you." If it was someone else, I wo

ur dreams." The conversation I had with Emily flashed in my mind, dad was here telling me what I had told her. The man I said I wanted was si

y asked me yesterday, what a reoccurrence! "Can't I ha

Lours Street, then I'll start up a business

usiness do you

uld love to sell love portraits painted by me t

is he wanted to be sure as well as ascer

eplied with great confidence, one major thing that hindered most individuals at this poi

find your man one day." I blushed harder, he didn't know I just found one, so sad I'm leaving him so soon. Dad ca

with a man before?" I lied. Though I liked Arleen, he wasn't my officia

would actually support your dreams. I know you would lov

." I nodde

s just managing his life and wouldn't be able to fulfill this responsibility, if I could have a man that would sponsor me, it would be the

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engineer. It wasn't really the money in those fields that motivated me but I had passion for creativity. I loved constructing unique patterns, in everything I did I wanted to be unique. My desire for creativity prompted m

pe of eng

rew up my hands in style. I w

of you, my

longer as a low girl but a fulfilled woman." We stood up to hug. He kissed me

in excitement and kis

be in the kitchen. "Mom, mom." I said in

ng. How're

t, sweet mom, I

in a repetitive manner. I blushed, it was my thing. I went over and placed my hand

a great discussion with y

have issues you can always consult me. I'm your mom and would always be you

ut with college but my

much

f I expected her to help me. I wished she would but

or you my love, gu

d was busy forming what that could be. Sh

the cooking

ight