CHAPTER 9

THE BILLIONAIRE WHO LOVED ME 💘 💍 👠 💄 💎

CHAPTER 9~

~~ZACHARY'S POV ~~

I woke up earlier than I usually do in the morning and the first thing I thought about was how I would see Kimberly again today.

I quickly did my morning workout and had my breakfast before getting ready for work.

I checked my chats with Kimberly to check if she sent anything or if she's online.

Her last seen was last night.

I guess she hasn't come online yet for the day.

Just before I was about to get into my car to leave for work, I got a phone call from my father.

{Hello son.} My father spoke.

{Father, what's the issue now?} I asked him.

It was quite unusual for him to call me on phone.

He usually just barges into my house or office and tells me what's on his mind.

{Is that anyway to greet your father? And why do you think I'm calling only because there's an issue?} He asked me.

{Come on father, what is it? I'm late for work.} I said to him.

{You're too serious Son. Anyways, We have an important business trip to go to this morning, come directly to the airport. We leave for Japan in a few hours.} He said to me.

{I knew it. Why am I being informed just now, I already have an important meeting at the company, take someone else with you.} I said to him.

{Why, you know i can't do that. Get someone else to stand in for you at the meeting.} He responded.

I let out a heavy breath.

{Fine. I'll meet you at the airport.} I said to him and hanged up the phone.

I can't believe that Man. He finds every opportunity to disrupt my peace and personal life.

I entered the car and told my driver to take me to the airport straight from the house.

On the way there, I called my friend and associate, Christian Norman to take care of things for me at the office and keep an eye on things.

My father made him the Vice president of the company some years back.

He's more like a brother to me, we've been friends since we were freshmen in college and my family is well acquainted with his family too.

I wasn't happy I wasn't going to see my Angel today.

I always look forward to seeing her. Everyday, maybe even forever.

We drove silently and got to the airport in no time.

Once I got down from my car, I was met by several bodyguards who were to escort me inside the jet.

We were going to fly with one of my family's private jets.

We had three Private Jets in my family's name. We fly with them for easy transit from one country to another without much delay and stress.

I got inside the plane and saw my father already seated, sipping his glass of champagne with his personal assistant.

I always admired the way he treated his workers. He treated them like his friends.

"Son! Glad you could join us." My father said loudly once he saw me.

"Yeah. Like I had a choice." I muttered under my breath and took a seat opposite them.

I gave his assistant a slight nod of acknowledgement.

My father's assistant, Mr Tan was a tall, broad shouldered middle aged Man who looked way younger than his age.

My father was only a few years older than he was.

Although my father looked like a honk himself and could still pull any woman of his choice if he wanted to.

Not like he shyed away from flirting with different women at any slight opportunity he gets.

Mr Tan here still looked way more youthful than my father.

"So Son, tell me, how's the company moving? Are the profits getting higher during sales?" My father asked me.

"Yes father, everything is under control." I answered him and put my hand over my head, closing my eyes and relaxing in my seat.

"So...any woman in your life right now? Apart from that gold digging slut you brought to the family gathering last time. What were you thinking? Your mother and i want you to bring a wife home, not a slut." He said to me.

I let out a heavy breath.

"Is this why you invited me to this trip? To lecture me on the qualities of women I have a thing with?" I asked with closed eyes.

"Son, we only want what's best for you. Including the woman you will spend the rest of your life with. So please, stop wasting your time with women who are no good and not fit to be called your wife." He lectured.

"Noted father." I stated.

I drifted slowly into a light sleep, Dreaming about a certain angel with black shiny hair, her eyes dark brown as dark chocolate even almost black, her skin so pale and soft looking, her lips as pink as strawberry...I wonder what it'll feel like to kiss those lips, her scent as sweet and welcoming like vanilla.

Hmm. Beautiful.

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When I woke up from my nap, we were about to land at the airport in Japan.

"We're here." My father said.

After the plane landed, everyone got off and entered the black SUV cars that was waiting for us at the airport which would drive us to our venue.

I haven't been to Japan in a few months now. I missed the scenery.

I would love to bring Kimberly here someday.

I smiled at the thought of being here with her. How lovely it would be and the smile she would have on her face.

I kept smiling to myself until I realized I was being stared at.

I looked at my father whose eyes were already on me.

I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What?" I asked him in defense.

I don't like that he caught me smiling to myself this way.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that? What the hell are you thinking about that's got you smiling ear to ear?" He asked me and I frowned.

"Nothing." I replied abruptly and looked out of the window feeling slightly embarrassed.

"If you insist." He said amusingly.

The rest of the drive to the venue was quiet and I made sure to keep a straight face and tried not to think about her too much.

Once we got to the venue, we made our way inside the gigantic skyscraper.

Some Japanese people welcomed us and escorted us to where we would meet our hosts.

~

We met our business partners in a private office to discuss the business deals my father had to offer.

We interacted both in English and in Japanese for easy understanding of each other's view and balancing of the discussion.

And Of course as expected, they readily accepted the business deal and accepted to be in partnership with Maxwell Telecommunications Empire.

After the business talk was done, my father and the owner of the company, Mr Zhang Chen, dived into other discussions.

The door to the large office opened up and a young beautiful japanese lady came in.

She greeted everyone and sat close to the Company owner.

They had a resemblance so I figured she was his daughter.

He introduced his daughter to us all and my father looked pleased as he stared at her.

My father shifted his gaze to me and gave me a knowing look but I kept a cold expression on my face.

I knew exactly where this was going to lead.

This isn't the first time , second or even third time they tried to set me up with someone.

I always made sure it never worked out.

If I was going to marry someone, It'd be with someone i have a thing for, not some spoiled rich brat who's shallow.

I kept silent as my father discussed with his associates, not contributing to any of their conversations.

I noticed the young lady glancing shyly at me every now and then, but I never met back her gaze. I didn't want to give her the idea that I was interested.

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After the meeting finally ended, my father insisted that we stay in the country for a few more days before going back home.

"I'm sorry father but I'd have to decline." I said to him.

"Why? Come on Son, take a break from work for a few days, relax and enjoy the city with your dear father." He insisted.

"Father please. I have important things to do back at home. I can't be away from the company now." I said to him.

"Christian will take care of things in your absence. So why rush to go back? Unless..." He trailed.

"Unless what? Complete the sentence." I insisted.

"Unless there's something or...someone you're in a hurry to go back to." He said to me.

"There isn't anyone Dad. Stop pushing it." I responded.

"Then why in a hurry to go back? Stay here with me and you could even get to know Mr Zhang Chen's daughter a little better. You never can know, you both could be a perfect match." He said.

"Father. Please just stop. I told you and mother to stop this match making nonsense you always try with me. I will bring a girl home for you when I'm ready and sure I've met the right one for me. I will know when I've met my perfect match. So please I'd appreciate it if you both just stopped trying so hard to interfere in my love life." I poured my heart out in frustration.

My father pursed his lips and blinked rapidly.

"We're just trying to look out for you son. Your mother and I. " He insisted.

"I know. And I'm glad but please, just give it up." I say to him.

Judging from the look on his face, he wasn't planning on stopping anytime soon in interfering with my life.

"See you at home Dad. I'm off now." I say to him and entered one of the SUV cars that would take me back to the airport.

Once I got back to the plane, I entered my private bedroom that was designed to my taste.

I freshened up a bit and laid down on the bed to sleep.

I looked at some of the pictures of Kimberly I had taken from her social media accounts and saved up in my phone to fantasize a bit before drifting off to sleep.

I couldn't wait to see her again.

I hoped she had a good day today.

I kept wondering about how I could get to know her more, give her beautiful gifts, take her to beautiful places and hopefully get her to like me in return.

I just hope she isn't going to feel weird about me being her Boss.

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After hours of the long flight back, I was finally home, in my house.

Unfortunately I couldn't make it back on time to go to work to see her.

I freshened up once more, had a good dinner and went to my office at the west wing of my house to check on the day's work history.

I trusted Chris but I liked to double check everything to make sure there aren't any mistakes left lingering.

After I was done with it, I decided to check on Kimberly.

I checked and saw that she was online and it instantly improved my mood.

{Hi beautiful} I sent to her.

{Hope you had a good day today?} I sent.

I waited for a few minutes but didn't get any reply back.

I went back to my room to lay down while still waiting and hoping for a reply.

I held my phone, continuously refreshing my messages to see if she has replied yet.

I was almost at the brink of sleep when I heard my phone vibrate.

I checked it lazily and saw it was a reply from her and suddenly I was wide awake again.

{I wouldn't say I had a good day. Thank you for asking.} She sent.

{Did something happen? Is there a reason you didn't have a good day?} I sent to her.

{Nothing you should concern yourself with. Good night stranger.} She sent to me.

She suddenly went offline.

{I'm going to make sure you have a great day tomorrow beautiful.} I sent to her.

After staring at the message I sent for a few minutes, I realized that it wasn't appropriate.

She doesn't know I know her yet.

I quickly deleted the message.

{Goodnight beautiful. I hope you have a better day tomorrow.} I sent instead.

After rereading our chats, I decided to rest for the night.

Tomorrow will be a good day.

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~TBC~