Chapter 3 THE WEDDING OF THE YEAR

Nathaniel stood under the shower recalling the conversation he had with his mom a few hours ago.

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Mrs. Harper ended the phone call before stepping into the office, Drake bowed respectfully while Nathaniel dropped his pen for a second.

"Good Afternoon, Mrs. Harper," Drake smiled.

"How have you been?" Mrs. Harper asked casually before sitting on the couch.

"What brings you here, Mom?" Nathaniel had a straight face as he questioned.

Drake hit his forehead slightly in embarrassment, Why does he lack a sense of humanity?

"Is that a way to welcome your mother? By questioning?" Mrs. Harper shook her head wondering where she went wrong in raising him.

Is it not enough that the family, not just the family but the nation has acknowledged him as impotent Some even say he likes men.

How can she help him if he does not want to be helped?

"This is my workplace mom, I am busy... You can visit the mansion if you want to be welcome properly," he resumed reading the proposal.

"I will get you a cup of tea," Drake smiled awkwardly knowing they would soon drag him into the mess in a matter of minutes.

"Do not take a step!" Mrs. Harper ordered and he obeyed instantly.

"Aren't you the only friend he has? Don't you talk to him?" Mrs. Harper inquired.

"He is my assistant, not friend, Mom," Nathanial corrected.

"I am an employee ma'am," Drake added.

"But you are always with him, you are his friend... or are you his boyfriend?" She gasped turning to face Nathaniel

"Is this all a lie? Did you hire him so you can always be together without suspicion?" Nathaniel's eyes widened at her crazy assumption.

"No, we are not!" Both were denied simultaneously.

"Mom! How could you think that," Nathanial shook his head in disappointment.

"How could I not? Aren't you aware of the rumors going around? People think you are impotent, some say you are gay... as a mother how could I have not wild thoughts, tell me!" She snapped.

"Drake tell her what she should not," He ordered.

"Umm... Boss is just occupied with work," Drake mumbled.

"He has never dated or kept a female friend, how can you prove he is not impotent? Tell him to provide a piece of evidence to back up his claim," she demanded.

"I have nothing to prove to anyone, they can believe whatever they want," He rolled his eyes funnily.

"Tell her that," he added and Drake sighed, As he parted his lips to speak Mrs. Harper beat him to it.

"He is going to lose the company and everything that ought to belong to him if he does not get his act together," she had her gaze on Nathaniel who pretended to have zero interest in all she was saying.

"And... he should prove to the family that he is not impotent," she added and stood up grabbing her bag.

"I am leaving," She waited for a few seconds hoping Nathaniel would say something but he didn't.

Drake breathed in relief after she was gone, and he scurried to Nathaniel's desk.

"Boss..."

"I have signed it, Get to work," he dropped some documents in front of him shunning whatever it was he had to say.

"Yes, boss," Drake picked up the document before walking out of the office.

Nathaniel could not concentrate anymore, his heart and mind were disrupted.

As much as he hates to admit his mother was right, he is going to lose everything he has worked so hard to build if he does not provide a wife.

His grandpa is yet to say anything but he knows he can only keep his thoughts to himself for that long.

He slowly got up from his chair and walked to the transparent wall with his hand pocketed.

'How do I keep what's mine?' Was the question that lingered in his mind.

Drake who watched from his office could sense his disturbed spirit, even though he has no idea that his boss does not like women.

However, he is sure that he is not interested in men either.

"What a poor soul," he shook his head slightly before walking away.

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"I will wait to see what tomorrow brings," Nathaniel muttered to himself walking out of the shower.

He fell on his bed in his shorts, his body was still wet but he care less.

His mom coming into his office means his grandpa must have been up to something.

He needs to speed up his game if he truly wants to win.

"Alfred Lopez, I hate to say this but your decision will determine my future... I hope you make the best one," he muttered with his eyes closed.

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Emma was dressed in blue jeans with a white crop top revealing her perfectly flat tummy and beautiful belly button.

Her hair half curly hair graced her shoulder as she strolled into the hall.

She sighted her best friend Nora immediately she stepped in, Nora whose gaze was fixed on her phone was oblivious to her

"Good morning, Nora," she greeted and Nora hurried after her.

"Lindsay is trending online girl," Nora informed Emma as they strolled down the hall together.

Lindsay is her dad's news agency, It was named after her mom Linda because her dad became successful after he got married.

"I'm glad it's back on its feet," she smiled and suddenly turned to Nora.

"What is the news?" Emma asked.

"Your wedding?" Nora read with a confused expression.

"What do you mean?" Emma asked with a smile, She was trying not to laugh because it sounded funny to her.

"It says here that you are getting married to Nathaniel Harper," Nora responded.

"What?" She snatched the phone and read the headline.

There it was written boldly.

THE WEDDING OF THE YEAR, A BEAUTIFUL LOVE STORY

"The Impotent Billionaire?!" Emma freaked the phone falling from her hand.

Most students were staring at her by now.