"An adventure?" The younger boy tilted his head to the side. "Where to?"
Leonica gushed at his cuteness, gently placing a kiss on his forehead before she replied. "Norway, momm
hometown."
"Really?!" Ashely asked with sparkling eyes. "I get to see Grandma and Grandpa and uncle Leo?"
She nodded her head. "Yes,"
""Yay!" He exclaimed. "Let's go mommy."
once
Smiling at his enthusiastic nature, Leonica ruffled Ashely's hair once more. "Sure. Now how about you go out Betty with her new friends and I'll prepare dinner." "Okay." He nodded his head and quickly pecked his mother on her cheek before rushing up the
stairs.
Leonica watches him with a bright smile which immediately faded as soon as he disappeared from her sight.
She reached into her pocket and retrieved her phone, scrolling through her message list and finding Leonardo's number.
With her hand hovering above the call button, she bit her lower lip.
There was no turning back now. If she wanted her family to remain in peace, this is the least
she could do.
Pressing down on the call button, she pressed the phone to her ear and listened to the line
ring.
Seconds later, it was answered and she spoke with new found determination.
"Leonardo, I've made my decision."
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The President Of Romero Empire.
The next day, in the affluent district of Norway city, a meeting consisting of Romero Empire's main shareholders was ensuing.
Voices bounced off the four walls of the conference room, growing louder and rowdier by each passing second as one shareholder over another, had something more important to voice.
"The presidential seat has been vacant for far too long," Rodrigo began, opening his argument for the meeting. "Romero empire needs a capable president that can lead us to prosperity,"
"I agree." One of the shareholders present concurred, nodding his head at Rodrigo's statement. "But the question is who?"
"Perhaps the eldest son of the Romero family, Leonardo?" Another shareholder spoke up, however, instantly regretting her words when Rodrigo sent her a sharp glare.
"Impossible." He objected. "Leonardo is not fit to be the president of Romero Empire. He may have graduated with a business degree from oxford, but he's still too inexperienced to take over a company as successful as this. And besides, were not going to leave the fate of a company we've worked so hard to build in the hands of an adopted child, now are we?" He
asked.
The question quickly arouse whispers amongst the shareholders.
"I think he's right." One whispered to their seat partner.
Amidst the sea of voices, someone spoke up. "You might be right, leaving the fate of Romero Empire in the hands of an adoptive son may not be the right choice of action, however," All eyes turned to face the voice that was speaking-
early forties dressed in an expensive black suit. Having
I, as well as everyone present, still
of wisdom sounded like words of objection to
he barked a chesty laugh. "Ha! Are you perhaps
didn't reply, rather he kept quiet, his
growing senile. I never expected you of all people to suggest that we hand over the presidential seat to
strain on his
a woman who cried and ran away as soon as her husband kicked her out of her own marital
insult, opened his mouth to speak
as everyone turned their heads to look at the figure
at the other
"Leonica?"
empty seat at the head of the table and sat in it. "Long time no see." She said,
than the previous time, causing thick silence to descend in the room. "But that's fine, I understand how important time is for one, so I'll cut
the table, fingers joined together. "As of today, effective immediately, I, Leonica Romero would be joining Romero
Shareholders who were now whispering amongst themselves. "You? The
merely glanced at the
Rodrigo clenched his teeth.
no place to joke around. You're not fit to step inside the shoes of
that?" Leonica asked, a
snap Rodrigo back into his right sense of mind and he
once more. "Ahem. Well you see, the thing is, we can't just appoint you as president out of the blue."
paused, struggling to find
you're a woman and the company needs someone who can stand on their
and waited for her
knowledge. Someone who can lead them to the top of the business chain.
"You?"
voice interrupted
his blood run cold.
composure. "I'm the
male that had walked in with
of cooperation between Romero Empire and Colorado's very own Tyche Smith."
gasps filled
was enough to send not only the entire room,
staring at the contents of
been signed and sealed by the infamous Tyche Smith, the goddess of the
Rodrigo stammered. "Tyche Smith never cooperates with any company. So, how could she have
her eyes holding
agreed to join forces with Romero Empire and bring it to a higher status. And the one who had achieved this feat
pair of eyes was fixed on Leonica, and it was clear,
won.
speechless and unable to
and embarrassment, Leonica having ruined the
there are no objections, let us proceed
meeting ended shortly after and most of the shareholders walked out of the
were Leonica, her assistant and Rodrigo who was chewing
could feel the anger boiling in his veins, but he couldn't show it, not in front of Leonica, otherwise, she would have a stronger hold over him. "Leonica." Rodrigo called, gaining the
turned to look at him, her expression
hope you realize that your appointment will cause some disturbance in the company, but despite that, I want you to know that you can always consult me." "Thank you, uncle Rodrigo. I'll
his teeth, hating the way
her struggle and make a fool out of herself. He wanted her to fail miserably. But for that
asking, how did you achieve
I can't disclose the details of my arrangement." She simply replied and crossed her legs
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