The Odd Billionaire

Traizle

“We should do this again next time.” Linda said.

“I would love to. I am happy you accepted my invitation.” I answered.

“If we are not busy, let’s hang out again. Let’s catch up with our stories next time.” Kim added.

We bade our goodbyes to each other after an hour of talking. I started walking around, taking in the nightlife of the city. I remembered my old days of riding my old motorcycle, delivering some orders.

Ahh, my old motorcycle is at the junk shop already. Lyndon told me to throw it or else he would chop it into pieces. Layzen even kicked the old motorcycle because of the injury I got from it.

I bought some food for them to munch later. I will also meet Layzen’s babysitter tomorrow. We decided to find someone who could babysit him so that Lyndon could do the things he wanted to do. Freely and worry-free.

As I enter the gate of our house, I can already hear some loud noises coming from inside.

“I was attacked by the other troop, over.” a familiar voice said.

Is Zarsuelo’s in our house? Again?

“Layzen struck Matthew with his gun! Layzen troop wins!” Layzen exclaimed.

“No!” Zarsuelo exclaimed after Layzen.

I opened the door, showing the two hiding from our table and closet. Layzen is behind the closet and Zarsuelo is hiding under the table.

“Traizle!” Layzen exclaimed, running towards me. “I won with Matthew. I shot him with my gun.” Layzen shared after hugging me.

It seems like Zarsuelo brought his toys again.

“Ah!” Zarsuelo bumped his head against the table. “Hello, how’s your meeting with your friends?” He asked while holding on to his head.

“Why are you here? Where is Lyndon?” I asked.

As far as I remember, I left this house with Lyndon and Layzen. I clearly told Lyndon to take care of our youngest. So what happened while I was gone?

“I thought you were here. I wanted to bug you, but they told me you were out with your friends.” Zarsuelo explained.

“And how about Lyndon?” I asked again.

“He forgot to tell you that they have advance learning today. They were on their way to Lyndon’s school with Layzen when I met them outside. I told him to go without Layzen and I would take care of him. That is why we are playing now.” Zarsuelo replied, also catching his breath from playing.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“I will prepare our food for now.” I said, putting down my things.

“You should change first.” said Zarsuelo.

As for what he said, I changed my clothes first before doing anything.

“I did not know you were this skinny.” Zarsuelo said whistling.

Looking at me from head to toe.

“Want me to whack your eyeballs out?” I warned him.

“Tch,” he muttered. “I will surely announce tomorrow that all the female employees MUST wear those kinds of shorts.” he added, emphasizing the must in his statement.

“I MUST KILL YOU AFTER THAT.” I answered, emphasizing everything for him to understand.

He raised his hands, surrendering to the plan he thought of.

I just went to the kitchen and started cooking.

“I also did not know that you looked sexy while cooking-” Zarsuelo was not able to finish his sentence when I showed him the knife I was holding. “Can’t I tell you compliments? Every girl I know loves that, while all you do is glare and hit me afterwards.” he complained.

“I never ask you to do that.” I answered.

“But I want to.” he retorted.

“Go play with Layzen there,” I said, but he shook his head. “Do some business without bugging me, can you?” I asked him.

“I gave my phone to Layzen,” he responded. “I am a business man and you are my business now.” he added.

I was about to show him the knife, but he turned me to face the thing I was working on.

“I won’t bug you for now, just cook and I will watch you diligently. I always wanted to learn how to cook, but I was not able to do that,” he said. “I want to marry a woman who does know how to cook, don’t you want to apply as my wife? I will definitely consider you as one of the candidates.” he asked.

He said he wouldn’t bug me with his actions, but his talking nonstop could already bug me.

I thought I could rest without this oddball Zarsuelo around. Unfortunately, he is ruining my night.

“Ah, you told me you wouldn’t love someone who is rich and handsome like me,” he added. “I will just make you like me. What a great plan.” he continued, talking to himself.

“Your ex girlfriend must be tired of you.” I told him.

He stopped talking and moving.

Mentioning his ex can make him stop. I should add this to my key card.

“What-“