The Almighty Lord Caspian by Cath Nitfisch

Chapter 7 Transfer the Money and I Will Sleep With You

In the CEO’s office, Willow leaned back in her executive chair. Her eyes were filled with tears of frustration.

She was so furious about what had just happened.

She had gone to Alan’s office. However, he actually asked her to sleep with him in the lounge!

Otherwise, he made it clear that his investment was off the table.

Willow stormed out of the door. She would never allow herself to do such a thing.

Throughout her career, she relied on her own abilities to build her business. Similarly, Willow felt regretful.

Inwardly, she scolded herself for being so naive.

During her negotiation with Alan, she failed to write the details of the contract in black and white.

Now, she only had two options. She could either give in to Alan or watch her company go bankrupt because of a shortfall of eight million dollars.

She would never choose the first option.

However, was she really going to watch the company she had worked so hard to build go bankrupt?

As Willow was in a dilemma with tears streaming down her face, there was a knock on her office door.

Someone walked in.

Willow wiped away her tears with the back of her hand and tried to compose herself.

She suppressed her emotions and swiveled around to find that it was Caspian who walked in.

Willow did her best to calm herself down and looked up at Caspian with a smile. “Mr. Lynch, have you made a decision? Can you start working today?”

Caspian did not reply.

When he saw the tears on Willow’s long eyelashes, he reached for a tissue from the coffee table and handed it to her.

Stunned, Willow took the tissue and wiped away her tears, feeling embarrassed.

Caspian couldn’t help feeling sorry for Willow. She had gone through a hard time, and now she had to put on a brave front before her employees.

He comforted her, saying, “Although the world claims to uphold gender equality, women face more challenges in their careers as compared to men.

“Women are always tempted by honey traps in the face of financial interest. Ms. Stewart, it is admirable that you have kept yourself pure until now.”

face, she whispered, “You say that like you

shook his head. “I have no idea, but I could guess. Seeing as your

an employee like you could guess, but I failed to do

just temporarily lost your way

was in

to Caspian, “Why didn’t you

retorted without hesitation, “Why should I have told

took Willow

Caspian was right.

only paid him a

was no reason for

and continued, “Then why are you telling me all this

What I hope for is that my

Business partner?

intended for Caspian to be

to offer him a

going to offer him any of the

spoke casually to Willow, “My rough estimate is that the company needs another 8 million dollars to complete the project. With your abilities and an addition of 2 million dollars for promotional funding, I’m sure this

taken aback by

identical to her own private estimates. She had never

his phone aside and stared into Willow’s eyes. “If I invest 12 million dollars in the company, will you

me? Caspian, are you here to

you couldn’t earn that amount in a lifetime. Even if you worked two or three lifetimes, you wouldn’t even be able to

spoke calmly, “It’s only 12 million dollars. To

infuriated Willow. She had never seen

thought of Caspian as a hardworking and humble young man. However, the words he was saying now completely contradicted the image she had

let me ask you. With your day job and delivering parcels part-time, how much money can you earn

thought he was bragging by the way he made light of 12 million dollars. She was angered as

no intention to show off. As Lord Caspian of Diadem Hall, even if there were a few more zeros involved, he

on the chair, Caspian spoke to Willow in earnest, “Ms. Stewart, I’m not joking. I will provide 12 million dollars from my personal account. My

employee. Little did she expect to find out after talking to him personally that

wasting her time and effort in promoting him to the position of project manager

Caspian had not accepted her offer. Otherwise, the company she built up through sweat and tears would be ruined by

Caspian asked again, “Ms. Stewart, have you

next to her

I’m very busy and don’t have time for

said helplessly, “Ms. Stewart, I’m not

business. You want to talk

took off her coat. She was wearing a tight-fitting pink blouse underneath

and down as she tried to suppress

she prepared for

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