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 like you know all

head. “I have no idea, but I could guess. Seeing as your

“Even an employee like you could guess, but I failed

just temporarily lost your

Caspian’s analysis was

Caspian, “Why didn’t you tell me this

without hesitation, “Why should

unexpected response took Willow by

Caspian was right.

paid

for him to

thought for a moment and continued, “Then why are you telling me all

Willow nonchalantly. “Consoling you is just one of my aims. What I hope for is that my future business

Business partner?

for Caspian to

going to offer him a base

him any

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

taken aback

identical to her own private estimates. She

put his phone aside and stared into Willow’s eyes. “If I invest 12 million dollars in the company, will you give

Willow jumped out of her chair and exclaimed, “Are you kidding me? Caspian, are you here to

lifetime. Even if you worked two or three lifetimes, you wouldn’t even be able to

calmly, “It’s only 12 million dollars. To me, it’s just a

Willow. She had never

man. However, the words he was saying

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

light of 12 million dollars.

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

12 million dollars from my personal account. My condition is to exchange this 12 million dollars for 51% of the

Little did she expect to find out after talking

regretted wasting her time and effort in promoting him to the position of project manager in

accepted her offer. Otherwise, the company she built up through sweat and tears would

Caspian asked again, “Ms.

incensed. She picked up a folder next to

Please leave. I’m very busy and don’t have time for

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

let’s talk business. You

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

and down

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

keyboard as she made a few modifications to the contents of the document. In a few minutes, the printer nearby started