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.”

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

guess. Seeing as your eyes are so red, I must have hit the nail on the

could guess, but I failed to do that. How

yourself. You just temporarily lost your way in

in acknowledgment. Caspian’s analysis was in line

didn’t you tell me this

hesitation, “Why should I

response took Willow

Caspian was right.

paid him a

reason for him to

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

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

Business partner?

for Caspian to be her company’s project

him a base salary plus project

offer him

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 your abilities and an addition of

taken aback by Caspian’s

that Caspian told her was nearly identical to her own private estimates. She had never discussed this

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? You will retain 49%. Ms. Stewart, do you agree to these

kidding me? Caspian, are you here to mock me? Do you think 12 million dollars

in a lifetime. Even if you worked two or

To me,

demeanor infuriated Willow. She had never

man. However, the words he was saying now completely contradicted the image she had of

let me ask you. With your day job and delivering parcels part-time, how

light of 12 million dollars.

Diadem Hall, even if there were

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

as a diligent employee. Little did she expect to find out after talking to

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

Caspian had not accepted her offer. Otherwise, the company she built up through

frustrated when Caspian asked again, “Ms.

folder next to her and slammed it

that’s enough! Please leave. I’m very busy and don’t have time for

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

talk business. You want to

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

chest heaved up and down as she

she prepared for Alan beforehand regarding their collaboration on

slender fingers flew across the keyboard as she made a few modifications to the contents of the document. In