A NIGHT WITH THE CRAZY CEO

CHAPTER SIXTY THREE

**ADRIAN**

I waited outside my office for minutes, pacing around because I couldn’t dare to go inside unless my mom comes out of calls me to come inside. She finally walked out after some minutes.

“Hey son, hope I didn’t keep you waiting for too long?” She asked, even though she knew that she had me standing for close to an hour.

“You kept me waiting for a long time, mom. And it was my office. My own office.” I grumbled loudly. I sound like q kid right now but who cares?

“Sorry about that, son. I was discussing something with Brianna.” She said, walked closer to me and pulled my cheeks like a squishy little baby.

“Mommmm, stop pulling my cheeks! I’m not a baby anymore!” I whined childishly.

“No matter how old you get, you will always be my baby.” She glared at me but I ignored that statement.

“What were you even discussing with Brianna for almost an hour? That y’all made me stand here for a long time?” I quizzed with raised eyebrows.

“I can’t say. Brianna will tell you by herself.” She replied.

“Why can’t you say it? Does Brianna have to be the one to tell me?” I asked, already getting curious about what it was that she couldn’t tell me.

“You’ll find out soon enough, from Brianna of course.” She said and patted me on my back.

“Pfft, whatever you say.” I responded.

“I left lunch for you on your desk. I didn’t know that someone would be with you, I would have packed more than that but you can share that with Brianna. I know that you don’t eat much so that should be enough for the both of you.” She uttered.

“Thanks mom. But you really shouldn’t be packing lunch for me anymore, I moved out of the house a long time ago and I’m not ran elementary school kid anymore, I can just order food or go down to the cafeteria to eat.” I said.

“Oh shut it. Restaurant or cafeteria food are not as good as homemade ones! Do you know the ingredients they used in cooking them? They might be expired for all I know.” She stated with a roll of her eyes.

“Okay! Okay! Thanks for the lunch mom, I have to get back to work now. Also, thanks for coming to check up on me.” I said and turned on my heels, to go into my office.

“Get back to work, huh? Or get back to devouring Brianna’s lips?!” She said loudly, her tone an obvious indication that she was teasing me.

“Mom! Stop embarrassing me and go home.” I replied back in an equally loud voice, my voice dripping with frustration. I didn’t even bother to turn around to see if she left or not but I heard the sound of her laughter and fading footsteps.

I opened the door to my office and met Brianna sitting on the couch. She was staring up ahead like she was lost in thought and was playing with her fingers, an act that I had come to know that she does whenever she was nervous.

“Brianna.” I called but she didn’t hear me.

“Brianna!” I called for the second time and her eyes snapped towards me.

“Oh hey. I didn’t hear you come in.” She said and rose to a standing position.

“Yeah you didn’t. You seemed like you were lost in thought. What’s up?” I uttered and sauntered towards the couch before plopping down on it.

“Oh, nothing really.” She answered, like she was waving off the topic.

“You sure? Does it have anything to do with what whatever mom talked to you about?” I quizzed.

“Yeah… Something like that…” She trailed off.

“Is it something bad? Did she insult you? Say something bad to you?” I asked, even though I knew that my mom wasn’t that type of person but she’s pretty unpredictable, you don’t know what to expect from her in some situations.

“No… None of that. She didn’t insult me but it would have been better if she did that. I don’t think I can do what she asked of me, it’s a very difficult task.” She said, stumbling around with her words.

Now I was overly curious about what mom must have told her that got her as nervous like this. This would be like the first time I’ve seen her so nervous that she’s stuttering. The Brianna I have come to know is not nervous or scared of anything.

“What exactly did she tell you? Did she tell you to kill me and bring back my head to her?” I asked jokingly, trying to calm her nerves and it seemed to work as she burst into a fit of laughter.

“Jeez Adrian! Why would your mom want to have your head?” She asked, her laughter never dying down and I enjoyed every second of listening to that melodious sound.

“Oh I don’t know.” I responded with a chuckle.

“You’re funny.” She giggled.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yeah, I know.” I said with a smug look.

“You’re so full of yourself.” She hit my chest before standing up.

“I know that too.” I replied teasingly and she rolled her eyes.

“You’re insufferable!”

“Don’t you dare reply that with ‘I know’.” She glared at me and I raised my hands in mock surrender.

“Yes ma’am.” I chuckled.

“Good!”

“So, what did my mom tell you?” I asked after the playful mood had went down.

“She told me that…” Brianna was saying when a knock sounded at the door.

“Who is that? Come in!” I shouted so that whoever it is could hear me. The door opened to reveal a man with a notepad in his hand.

“Mr. Adrian, we’re here to deliver the desk and chair as you requested.” The man said.

“Ohh, I’ve been expecting you guys. Just set it up over there.” I said and showed them where they were to set up the desk and chair.

“Okay sir.” He nodded. He and his crew walked into the office and began setting it up.

I moved to stand beside Brianna that was watching the whole thing quietly.

“So, what were you saying?” I asked.

“Huh? What is that?” She asked in confusion.

“You were telling me something before these guys came in.” I reminded her.

“Oh, that.” She said and scratched her head nervously.

“Yeah… That.” I raised my eyebrows and said.

“Okay… So the thing is that your mom said that she has been inviting you over for dinner but you haven’t been coming for reasons that nobody knows except you. She asked me to help convince you to come to dinner on Friday because she believes that we’re very close and that you will listen to me if I persuade you.” She said all in one breath and my entire demeanor changed when what she said registered in my brain.

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