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 whispered, “You say that like you know

Seeing as your eyes are so red, I

an employee like you could guess, but I

underestimate yourself. You just temporarily lost your way in

analysis was in line with her own

“Why didn’t you tell me

should I

response took Willow by

Caspian was right.

paid him a

for him to tell her

and continued, “Then why are you telling me all

just one of my aims. What I hope for is that my future business partner

Business partner?

to be

going to offer him a base

going to offer him any of

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 of 2 million dollars for promotional funding, I’m sure this project will be a

was taken aback by

budget that Caspian told her was nearly identical to her own private estimates. She had never discussed this with anyone, so how did Caspian

looked at him with suspicion. Caspian put his phone aside 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?

kidding me? Caspian, are you here to

Even if you worked two or

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

demeanor infuriated Willow. She

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

Caspian, let me ask you. With your day job and

finally understood. Willow must have thought he was bragging by the way he made light of 12 million dollars. She was angered as she was struggling to make up for

off. As Lord Caspian of Diadem Hall, even if there were a few more zeros involved, he could afford it. To him, 12 million

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

time and effort in promoting him

accepted her offer. Otherwise, the company she built up through

asked again,

up a folder next

busy

I’m not joking with

let’s talk business. You want to talk

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

and down as she tried to suppress her

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

flew across the keyboard as she made a few modifications to the contents of