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.”

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

have no idea, but I could guess. Seeing as your eyes are so red, I must have hit the nail on the

employee like you could guess, but I failed to do that. How can

underestimate yourself. You just temporarily lost your

nodded in acknowledgment. Caspian’s analysis was in line

Caspian, “Why didn’t you

“Why should I have told

took Willow

Caspian was right.

paid

was no reason for him to tell

are you telling me all this

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

Business partner?

to be her

to offer him

going to offer him any of the company’s

his 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

aback by Caspian’s

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

I invest 12 million dollars in the company, will you give me 51% of the company’s shares? You will retain 49%. Ms.

to mock me? Do you think 12 million dollars is

your current salary, you couldn’t earn that amount in a lifetime. Even if you worked two

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

She had never seen someone so

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

With your day job and delivering parcels part-time, how much money

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 the enormous gap in

had no intention to show off. As Lord Caspian of Diadem Hall, even if there were a few more zeros involved, he could afford it. To him, 12 million

not joking. I will provide 12 million dollars from my personal account. My condition is to exchange this 12 million dollars for 51% of

did she expect to find

him

company she built up

asked again,

picked up a folder next to her

enough! Please leave. I’m very busy and don’t have

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

let’s talk business. You

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

and down as she tried

the contract she prepared for Alan beforehand regarding their collaboration

keyboard as she made a few modifications to the contents of the document. In a