Episode 12. What to get for the mother in law

"They are not Children Hugo." Samenffa interrupted him. "They are very talented designers , tested and ready to be under your guidance. " His face became warmer and pitiful as he added, "please Hugo, I don't think I have much time to let you do your magic."

Hugo's resolution melted like candle wax as he stared in Samenffa's forest green eyes, those special orbs always find a way to paralyze him and on the other hand, he has long suspected that Samenffa was not healthy. He opened his mouth to complain but decided not to stress the matter further, it would most definitely end with him accepting. "If they mess up they are out."

Samenffa smiled. "You are the boss."

Hugo rolled his eyes then playfully berated, "get your ass off my seat and back to work!"

Samenffa shrugged in surrender and left the office after formally introducing the girls to Hugo.

*

The elevator in Samenffa's office dinged and a peeved Platt stepped in the office. Samenffa and Grace who were watching a live feed of their new in house production workers in action lifted their heads to find Platt approaching.

Samenffa smiled warmly although he was confused as to why Platt was angry. "Platt, I thought you would be coming in later, "he said. Platt called him 30 minutes ago saying he was coming, Samenffa agreed and informed his secretary to allow the man come up when he comes but to his uttermost surprise, Platt hung up before he could ask him the reason for his visit during office hours. He didn't too think much of it but now he knew something was off.

"Hello, Platt, "Grace greeted then dropped the iPad they were watching the feed on Samenffa's table . She clapped her hands, saying to her boss, "may I be excused, sir?"

"Yes, you may go." Samenffa consented.

Grace didn't waste time to leave, as she walked past Platt he was kind enough to return her greeting but not the smile. His head followed her until she left the office through the door beside the elevator then he turned it to Samenffa .

His frown became harder. Wedging his fist on the glass table he asked , "when were you planning on telling me about the movie premiere you intend to attend tonight?!"

Samenffa froze in unpleasant surprise. He didn't want to cause drama aside from the one the street fashion show will cause. It was likely that Chris and Platt will throw fists at each other, he didn't want that kind of spotlight to be on him for being the reason for the fight.

"Answer me! "Platt yelled. He stroked his forehead with his thumb and index finger then laughed bitterly. "You want to see Chris again without me being an obstruction right?"

"What? No!" Samenffa shouted in disbelief of the accusation. "I am going because I need to show off Power fashion Company's new collection and because I need to get back in the social circle, it has nothing to do with Christopher!"

Hearing the explanation, Platt's raging heart calmed a bit but he was still unsatisfied with the answer he got. "Why didn't you ask me to be your date? We are supposed to be dating right?"

Samenffa let out a heavy sigh. "Platt, what is the assurance that you won't fight with Chris when he insults me because he will surely insult me."

"I—I—"

Samenffa smiled sadly. "You can't assure me can you?"

Platt looked away. He couldn't assure Samenffa. Chris always has a way of getting him upset especially when he slut shames Samenffa before the paparazzi, he would make him a subject of ridicule and Samenffa will cry his eyes out, it was not good for his failing health.

Rubbing his face, Platt sat in the chair that was behind him. "But that guy is a jerk, he will bully you if I don't come along, "he argued weakly.

"How many times do I have to tell you that I am not a princess? I can very well handle Christopher, "Samenffa tried to cajole him.

"What about Nadia? She is—"

"A venomous frog and I am a frog eating snake." Samenffa laughed lightly. "I think I can handle a little drama from Nadia."

Platt finally gave up on convincing Samenffa, he already had his mind up. With care and concern in his eyes, he warned Samenffa, "be careful out there, those two are out for blood and it's only yours they need, call me if it gets too much, okay?"

Samenffa nodded shyly. Platt's sweetness always makes his heart flutter. "Thanks for your understanding, Platt."

"Cutie you don't have to thank me for anything, I would have gladly tagged along but you know me, I can't stand that bastard."Platt smirked. Samenffa was just too cute, he couldn't stay mad at him for long but he also missed spending time with him. A bulb bright idea lit up in his head, stretching his smirk into a mischievous one. "But you can compensate me by having dinner with me tomorrow, huh?"

"Manipulative much are we? Samenffa chuckled while shaking his head. "I plan on having dinner with my family tomorrow so a private dinner might be impossible but if you like you can be my date." He offered.

"Oh I definitely want to be your date, "Platt smugly said. He quickly leaned forward like he wanted to tell the young president a juicy secret. "So tell me, what do you think I should get for the mother-in-law?"

Samenffa laughed out stiffly. He didn't find the joke funny because he knew Platt was not kidding but he had to laugh to confuse Platt into taking his request as a joke. The only person who his mother has received countless gifts from was Chris, he didn't want her to start thinking he wanted to start a new.

"Stop playing Platt, it is just dinner, no need to be extra, "he said.

"Oh but I want to impress my mother in-law, "Platt continued. He refused to be tag as the insensitive boyfriend even though he was not really Samenffa's boyfriend.

The twosome argued about the matter for a while before agreeing on Platt bringing Valentina something simple.

*

Staring at his reflection, Samenffa was very unsatisfied. He didn't like what he was seeing but there wasn't much that could be done. He was in his dressing room, a large walk in closet with countless clothes arranged orderly as usual, the rug under his feet was white.