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 know all about

but I could guess. Seeing as your eyes are so red, I must have

up and forced a smile. “Even an employee like you could guess, but I failed to do that. How can I call myself a CEO of

“Don’t underestimate yourself. You just temporarily lost your way in the face

analysis was in

“Why didn’t you tell me

should I have told

unexpected response took

Caspian was right.

paid him

was no reason for

moment and continued, “Then why are you telling me all this now? Are you trying to console

What I hope for is that my future business partner will not

Business partner?

for Caspian to be her company’s project

going to offer him a base salary plus

him any of the company’s

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

aback by

that Caspian told her was nearly identical to her own private estimates. She had

and stared into Willow’s eyes. “If I invest 12 million dollars in the company, will you give me 51% of the company’s shares? You will retain 49%. Ms. Stewart, do you agree to

kidding me? Caspian, are you here to mock me? Do you think 12 million dollars is something you

Even if you worked two or three lifetimes, you wouldn’t even be

only 12 million dollars. To me, it’s just a drop in

infuriated Willow. She had never seen someone so

man. However, the

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

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

were a few more

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

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

in promoting him

the company she built

frustrated when Caspian asked again, “Ms. Stewart, have

up a folder next

very busy and don’t have

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

You want to talk seriously,

off her coat. She was wearing a tight-fitting

and down as she tried to suppress

opened her computer. She searched for the contract she prepared for Alan beforehand regarding their collaboration on the

as she made a few modifications to the contents of the document. In a few