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.”

the tear stains on her face, she whispered, “You say that

“I have no 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

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

acknowledgment. Caspian’s analysis was in line

Caspian, “Why didn’t you tell me

retorted without hesitation, “Why should I have

unexpected response took

Caspian was right.

paid

for him to tell her

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

my aims. What I hope

Business partner?

intended for Caspian to be her company’s project

going to offer him a base salary plus

him any of the

casually to Willow, “My rough estimate is that the company needs another 8 million dollars to complete the project. With your abilities and an

aback by Caspian’s

Caspian told her was nearly identical to her own private

million dollars in the company, will you give me 51% of the company’s shares? You will retain 49%. Ms. Stewart,

and exclaimed, “Are you kidding me? Caspian, are you here to mock me? Do you think 12 million

if you worked two or three lifetimes, you

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

infuriated Willow. She had never seen someone so

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

let me ask you. With your day job and delivering

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

Lord Caspian of Diadem Hall, even if there were a few more zeros involved, he could afford it.

spoke to Willow in earnest, “Ms. Stewart, I’m not joking. I will provide 12 million dollars from my personal account. My condition is to exchange this 12 million dollars for 51%

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

and effort in promoting him

Otherwise, the company she built up through sweat and tears would be ruined

again, “Ms. Stewart, have you thought it

folder next to her and

busy and don’t have

“Ms. Stewart, I’m not joking with you.

let’s talk business. You want

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

and down as she tried to suppress

opened her computer. She searched for the contract she prepared for Alan beforehand

a few modifications to the contents of the document. In