Adel is young and ambitious but hates to hide under anyone Bryan is an icy CEO who likes total control. How does this two diverse characters work? Read now to see how Bryan is brought to his knees by a mere child(his words).
Adel is young and ambitious but hates to hide under anyone Bryan is an icy CEO who likes total control. How does this two diverse characters work? Read now to see how Bryan is brought to his knees by a mere child(his words).
Start of a new week and I would be doing a presentation on my strategies to drive our upcoming product at the general meeting.
I came in extra early to perfect my presentation not that there was much to do but nerves sure wasn't helping. Too soon it was time to start the meeting.
Fifteen minutes into my presentation, the door I was told connects to the CEO's office was opened and I paused to greet the boss. Only for me to turn around and see Mr. Iceman.
What? He was the boss? Adel what have you gotten yourself into? I was soo fucking rude. But who can blame me, the man was no Mr. Nice. Now that we meet this way, would he give me a tough time or would he fire m....
"Let's get on with it I have a flight to catch" he interrupted my musings.
I cleared my throat and went back to the points. After I was done, I asked for questions and waited for Mr. Iceman's review.
"Concentrating on the target audience is great but you need to know the products more" he remarked.
"Okay Sir" I said. I guess I have to get back to the drawing board. He wasn't so bad after all.
"You need to learn fast on your feet, Debbie would be leaving soon and I need someone capable to take over from her. If you are not sure of your capabilities, let us know now so we get one of the branch managers to take over for a while".
"I think I was too quick with my relief. It's not like I can't do my work. What's the need for his coldness? Mtchewww' of course all of these were in my head. It's not like I want to kill my career so soon.
"My team and I will work harder and drive this project above our expectations" I said as I sat down for the rest of the department heads to do their presentations.
Bryan's POV
From the beginning of her presentation I watched her on the screen of my Mac. Only close staff know that every boardroom in all my companies have hidden cameras that record sessions so that I can make informed decisions even when I'm not present at the meeting.
Looking at how calm and confident she looked only someone looking intently at her like I am will notice her inability to stay in one place. Though she makes it look like she's gliding, I could tell she was nervous.
I never said I was a great person. To throw her off her game I walked into the meeting. It sure is gonna be a great morning show, I smirked to myself.
"Let's get on with it I have a flight to catch" I said as I took my seat. Listening to her, I made points. She was smart, very smart. A little polish and she could head whole campaigns.
After her presentation I made my comments and I could see from her face that she was trying to hold herself together.
I smirked internally knowing how she would have given it to me if it wasn't the fact that I was her boss. Smirk.
Listening to her response after my comment on her capabilities, I was impressed. She was a team player and that is one of the qualities I look for in my managers.
The other departments did their presentation and the meeting came to a close. As everyone filed out I called her back.
"Derek organize for her to go to country C this weekend to meet with Ethan" I instructed indicating for him to get on it right away before turning to speak to her.
"Miss Arthur, you will be going to country C to meet with our project manager who is currently heading the production of our new project. Do well to study it. It will help you with your strategies. Is there any question?"
"No Sir. Will that be all?" she asked as politely as she could. I smirked knowing exactly what was going through her head.
"No that will be all. Derek will contact you with your travel details." I got up and left.
This was a family trip so I was going alone. Would be back for work the next day so left instructions and headed home to visit my father who was admitted at the hospital for another heart attack.
Adel's POV
Listening to him make arrangements for my weekend without consulting me just proved how much of a jerk he is.
I have never been this pissed since school days and that was even in my first year of uni. I went directly to my office to immerse myself in work.
Upon getting home I called Charles because if I didn't talk to someone soon I would burst.
"You will not believe what happened today. Gosh he is such a jerk" I launched as soon as he picked up.
"And good evening to you too. Who is the jerk and what happened today Angel?"
I could hear the laughter in his voice as he spoke, I'm sure he thinks I'm being a big baby as usual. I pouted even though he couldn't see me and narrated everything to him starting with my first meeting with Mr. Iceman to today.
I refuse to call him Mr. Jackson, being a CEO doesn't change the fact that he is an iceman. Charles listened intently and said nothing throughout my narration.
After I finished he asked what I intended to do.
"Of course I would go. I love traveling and I get to do it on Mr. Iceman's account even if it's for work" I stated laughing.
"I guess it's settled then. Have something to eat and go to bed early, today has been a tough day for daddy's girl and I'm sure you are over tired".
"Thank you Charlie, I knew talking to you would calm me down".
He laughed saying that it's not as if he said anything. But that was the thing. Talking to him was comforting because he listened to you.
"Okay. Goodnight." I ended the call, made something light to eat and went to bed after a quick shower.
The week went by quiet nicely and Friday was soon upon me. Putting my luggage into my booth, I called daddy to remind him I wasn't going to be around this weekend. After that I drove to the office.
Derek told me to go directly to the first class lounge at the airport as everything has been arranged and I will be met there. After close of work I picked a cab to go leaving my car at the underground parking lot at the office.
I sat on one of the seats at the lounge to wait for my ticket. To while away time I picked my phone going to the MoboReader app to read some novels.
I felt a shadow over me so I lifted my head to see if it was my arrangement to country C.
Shock is an understatement.
I was four months pregnant, weighing over two hundred pounds, and my heart was failing from experimental treatments forced on me as a child. My doctor looked at me with clinical detachment and told me I was in a death sentence: if I kept the baby, I would die, and if I tried to remove it, I would die. Desperate for a lifeline, I called my father, Francis Acosta, to tell him I was sick and pregnant. I expected a father's love, but all I got was a cold, sharp blade of a voice. "Then do it quietly," he said. "Don't embarrass Candi. Her debutante ball is coming up." He didn't just reject me; he erased me. My trust fund was frozen, and I was told I was no longer an Acosta. My fiancé, Auston, had already discarded me, calling me a "bloated whale" while he looked for a thinner, wealthier replacement. I left New York on a Greyhound bus, weeping into a bag of chips, a broken woman the world considered a mistake. I couldn't understand how my own father could tell me to die "quietly" just to save face for a party. I didn't know why I had been a lab rat for my family’s pharmaceutical ambitions, or how they could sleep at night while I was left to rot in the gray drizzle of the city. Five years later, the doors of JFK International Airport slid open. I stepped onto the marble floor in red-soled stilettos, my body lean, lethal, and carved from years of blood and sweat. I wasn't the "whale" anymore; I was a ghost coming back to haunt them. With my daughter by my side and a medical reputation that terrified the global elite, I was ready to dismantle the Acosta empire piece by piece. "Tell Francis to wash his neck," I whispered to the skyline. "I'm home."
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
Vesper's marriage to Julian Sterling was a gilded cage. One morning, she woke naked beside Damon Sterling, Julian's terrifying brother, then found a text: Julian's mistress was pregnant. Her world shattered, but the real nightmare had just begun. Julian's abuse escalated, gaslighting Vesper, funding his secret life. Damon, a germaphobic billionaire, became her unsettling anchor amidst his chaos. As "Iris," Vesper exposed Julian's mistress, Serena Sharp, sparking brutal war: poisoned drinks, a broken leg, and the horrifying truth-Julian murdered her parents, trapping Vesper in marriage. The man she married was a killer. Broken and betrayed, Vesper was caught between monstrous brothers, burning with injustice. Refusing victimhood, Vesper reclaimed her identity. Fueled by vengeance, she allied with Damon, who vowed to burn his empire for her. Julian faced justice, but matriarch Eleanor's counterattack forced Vesper's choice as a hitman aimed for her.
Today is October 14th, my birthday. I returned to New York after months away, dragging my suitcase through the biting wind, but the VIP pickup zone where my husband’s Maybach usually idled was empty. When I finally let myself into our Upper East Side penthouse, I didn’t find a cake or a "welcome home" banner. Instead, I found my husband, Caden, kneeling on the floor, helping our five-year-old daughter wrap a massive gift for my half-sister, Adalynn. Caden didn’t even look up when I walked in; he was too busy laughing with the girl who had already stolen my father’s legacy and was now moving in on my family. "Auntie Addie is a million times better than Mommy," my daughter Elara chirped, clutching a plush toy Caden had once forbidden me from buying for her. "Mommy is mean," she whispered loudly, while Caden just smirked, calling me a "drill sergeant" before whisking her off to Adalynn’s party without a second glance. Later that night, I saw a video Adalynn posted online where my husband and child laughed while mocking my "sensitive" nature, treating me like an inconvenient ghost in my own home. I had spent five years researching nutrition for Elara’s health and managing every detail of Caden’s empire, only to be discarded the moment I wasn't in the room. How could the man who set his safe combination to my birthday completely forget I even existed? The realization didn't break me; it turned me into ice. I didn't scream or beg for an explanation. I simply walked into the study, pulled out the divorce papers I’d drafted months ago, and took a black marker to the terms. I crossed out the alimony, the mansion, and even the custody clause—if they wanted a life without me, I would give them exactly what they asked for. I left my four-carat diamond ring on the console table and walked out into the rain with nothing but a heavily encrypted hard drive. The submissive Mrs. Holloway was gone, and "Ghost," the most lethal architect in the tech world, was finally back online to take back everything they thought I’d forgotten.
After five years of playing the perfect daughter, Rylie was exposed as a stand-in. Her fiancé bolted, friends scattered, and her adoptive brothers shoved her out, telling her to grovel back to her real family. Done with humiliation, she swore to claw back what was hers. Shock followed: her birth family ruled the town's wealth. Overnight, she became their precious girl. The boardroom brother canceled meetings, the genius brother ditched his lab, the musician brother postponed a tour. As those who spurned her begged forgiveness, Admiral Brad Morgan calmly declared, "She's already taken."
Alcohol and heartbreak are definitely not a good combo.Too bad I learnt that a little too late. I'm Tessa Beckett and I painfully got dumped by my boyfriend of three years.That led me to getting drunk at a bar and having a one-night stand with a stranger.Before he would see me as a slut the next day,I paid him for the sex and deeply insulted his ability to please me. But this stranger turned out to be my new boss!
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