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

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

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

temporarily lost your way in the face of enormous financial

was in line with her

“Why didn’t you tell me this

“Why should I have

unexpected response took

Caspian was right.

paid him a

was no reason for him to tell her

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

What I hope for is that my future business partner will not be blinded by profit and learn from this

Business partner?

only intended for Caspian to be

him a base salary plus

to offer him

down as he played with his phone. He spoke casually to Willow, “My rough estimate is that the company needs another 8 million

was taken aback by

to her own private estimates. She had never discussed this with anyone, so how did

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

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

Even if you worked

million dollars. To me,

Willow. She had never seen

of Caspian as a hardworking and humble young man. However, the

12 million dollars? Caspian, let me ask you. With your day job and delivering parcels part-time, how much money can

of 12 million dollars. She was angered as she was struggling to make

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

not joking. I will provide 12 million dollars from my

had always valued Caspian as a diligent employee. Little did she expect to

him to the position of

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

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

incensed. She picked up a folder next

that’s enough! Please leave. I’m very busy

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

business. You want to talk seriously,

a tight-fitting pink blouse

heaved up and down

the contract she prepared for Alan

as she made a few modifications to