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.”

she

idea, but I could guess. Seeing as your eyes are so red, I must have hit the nail on

guess, but I failed to do that. How can

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

in acknowledgment. Caspian’s analysis was in line with her

didn’t you tell me

retorted without hesitation, “Why should I have told

took Willow

Caspian was right.

only paid

for him to

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

across from Willow nonchalantly. “Consoling you is just one of my aims. What I hope for is

Business partner?

Caspian to be

going to offer him a base

him

head down as he played with his phone. He 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

taken aback by Caspian’s

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

stared into Willow’s eyes. “If I invest 12 million dollars in the company, will

jumped out of her chair and exclaimed, “Are you kidding me? Caspian, are you here to mock me? Do you think 12 million dollars is something you can come up

salary, you couldn’t earn that amount in a lifetime. Even if you worked two or three lifetimes, you

only 12 million dollars. To me, it’s

She had never seen someone so

hardworking and humble young man. However, the words he was saying now completely contradicted

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

understood. Willow must have thought he was bragging by the way he made light of 12 million dollars.

of Diadem Hall, even if there were a few

I will provide 12 million dollars from my personal account. My

diligent employee. Little did she expect to find out after talking

in promoting him to

her offer. Otherwise, the company she built up through

asked again, “Ms. Stewart, have you

folder next to her and slammed

I’m very busy and don’t have time for

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

let’s talk business. You want to

a tight-fitting

heaved up and down as she tried to

She searched for the contract she prepared for Alan beforehand regarding

few modifications to the contents of the document. In a