"Stand up straight and tall Grace." He nudged at me as we went to the limousine.
"That is my personal driver.. usually he doesn't really care what's going on but do be cautious because you never know who we might encounter." He whispered towards me as we both got inside the limousine.
I got close to him and whispered. "WHY ARE WE GOING TO YOUR HOUSE. WHAT IF THE CRAZY PSYCHO ISABEL IS THERE... I DO NOT WANT TO DEAL WITH HER."
He whispered back. "Don't worry. We are going to the resthouse... she should not be there."
The driver caught on to our whispering giving us a suspicious look.
"Hello, young master. Whenever you call you are always alone... I see that you have a friend with you." The driver said to us from the front.
Louie nudged me to answer.
"Oh yes... I guess I find her company rather relaxing." I answered.
"Although I am quite curious.. who is this beautiful young lady with you? Why are you taking her to your home? Does your fiancee Isabel know about this." He barraged me with a lot of questions making me really shiver in fear.
WHY DOES THIS DRIVER HAVE SO many QUESTIONS... I'm like barely holding it together.
Louie clears her throat answering it for me since he saw how nervous I was. "I'm Grace Baltazar. I'm the C.E.O of Bittersweet Food Corporation perhaps you have heard of some of our products?" He answered.
"Oh... I do love the butterscotch dream... although I am very old... I occasionally eat that candy... it's like heaven in every bite.. especially when it melts..." The driver said.
"Lovely... I'm glad you enjoy it." Louie chuckled.
He's good... well too good at pretending to be me...
"Although why are you going to young master's personal resthouse? Surely you do not wish to perform anything inappropriate." The driver asked sneering at us.
WHY DOES EVERYONE ASSUME WE HAVE BEEN FUCKING... CAN'T WE JUST CHAT LIKE NORMAL. ALSO, THIS DRIVER IS TOO CHATTY FOR MY TASTE.
"Oh heavens no! I'm coming home with her because of uh..." He answered for me. "It's for future collaboration with the Bittersweet Food Corporation on a new product... and it was Mr. Quinones's idea to have lunch and discuss our plans at his place so we would get acquainted with one another."
"That sounds lovely. Although I have to tell you, young master. Your father called, he's telling you to do good on your presentation in a few hours." The driver said.
"Thank you for telling me," I answered.
I go close to Louie whispering to him. "What is the deal with this gentleman? Pretty sure he isn't just a driver...
Louie whispered back. "I'll ask him so he can say.."
"Excuse me, my good sir? You seem to know a lot of Mr. Quinones? Are you just his driver or are you more than that?" Louie asked.
"Ms. Baltazar, I've been a servant to the Quinones family ever since the young master is a child... so yes...although you are very familiar to me... have we met before? The name Grace is very familiar to me." He turned around looking at Louie.
WAIT! He's that butler that's been cooking for us! When we were in high school! I remember him always being outside doing gardening!
"Remember when you went to my house... You always liked the salmon, he's the one that cooked them." I said to Louie...
"Oh right... I do remember visiting your place Mr. Quinones when we were in high school... we used to do our homework together."
The driver's eyes widen in shock. "Oh my! You are Grace?! You've grown into such a well-rounded lady..."
"Thank you..." Louie replied smiling to the driver.
Aww... the driver is pretty sweet... he even complimented me... although it's kind of weird since I'm at Louie's body and Louie is in my body...
"We are here young master..." The driver got out of the door and opened it for us.
We thanked him and entered the large resthouse through the garden.
"Wait?! You actually live alone here?" I asked him.
"Yes... it's where I sleep and go when I don't want to see Isabel or deal with any problems with anyone from my family." He sighed.
Now that I think about it... I haven't really met his mother or father... usually I just met his butler, him and...
"There you are Louie... out there being a womanizer like you always do?" A man standing in front of the resthouse door crossed arms. He looked very young... a few years younger than me... that's for sure.. although he looks a lot like Louie...
Welp! I mean he isn't exactly wrong that Louie is womanizer... but WHO IS YOU? Who is this big shot? Looking like he owns the place.
"Since you didn't come home yesterday I immediately assumed you slept with a woman... and frankly I was right." He glared at Louie before glaring back to me.
"Oh... I didn't sleep with Mr. Quinones... I'm actually here to collaborate with him on a product together... I'm Grace Baltazar and I'm the CEO of Bittersweet Food Corporation... who might you be?" Louie offered his hand towards the man.
"It's a pleasure. I'm Ethan Quinones... I'm the second son of the Quinones family..." The man answered
OH. THAT'S WHY HE LOOKS FAMILIAR... HE'S THE LITTLE KID I SEE WHEN I GO TO HIS HOUSE DURING HIGH SCHOOL... AND THE REASON HE LOOKS LIKE LOUIE IS BECAUSE THEY ARE BROTHERS! Right! They are 3 of them...but why does he look like a freaking chad.
"Anyways Ethan what are you doing here?" I asked him, giving me a foul look.
"I'm just checking up on the man that's going to reel in all the investors with his presentation... since father doesn't trust me. He never does... so just checking up on you." He said in a semi annoyed voice.
Why does he look so pissed... he can just present the thing for me... if he wants to.. I HONESTLY DON'T WANT TO DO IT.
"We must be going right, Mr. Quinones?" Louie nudged to me.
"Oh right... follow me... we'll discuss it in my quarters.." I said to Louie...
I turned around as I see the little big shot staring daggers at me... THANKS FOR THE BOOST OF CONFIDENCE... now I'm even more nervous... Ugh!