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62 Exactly What I need

(Winona)

"Winona! Come in. Take a seat," Gus says loudly as I inwardly wince.

I slowly sit across the desk in Jayden's office and remove my sunglasses, trying to gather my thoughts. The light feels harsh, stabbing into my already pounding head.

"Hard night?" Gus inquires, his tone a mix of curiosity and judgment.

"I suppose your watchdogs filled you in. I am entitled to a life, you know," I retort, a bit sharper than intended.

,"My staff know better than to speculate on the private lives of anyone they are detailed to. Privacy is of the utmost importance. It's your eyes giving you away, he responds, leaning back in his chair, scrutinizing

1. me.

I sigh deeply. "My head is mush, but I want to tell you in person that I'm not accepting your offer."

Gus raises an eyebrow, clearly not expecting this. "I appreciate you coming in. But are you sure?"

""Mr. Brennan..."

""Call me Gus."

"Gus. Abby is really my only priority now. Those hours are ridiculous, not to mention the workload," I explain, trying to keep my voice steady.

more than made up for those two things," he says, leaning forward, clearly trying

money, as tempting as

"So I see."

more than anything, is for my daughter to grow up with at least an attempt at a normal family life. I don't want her groomed and guided to run any corporation, let alone a juggernaut like Nexus Global." "But she is the next in line after Jayden. You can't change that," Gus

with Judy Brennan is like. I won't do that to my daughter. I don't think Jayden

haven't heard any of this from Jayden," Gus says, sounding surprised but

I want is for the next

"Of course."

of being patronized. It's time everyone started saying what they really feel and

What

Ashlyn ruined all of that. Jayden and I almost died in that accident. As it is,

do sympathize. I

is for staying with Greg." My voice cracks with

never to

going to be good for a child? Throw in the pressure to run Brennan Industries. You could

meant that for him," Gus says,

daughter exposed to this. I won't!" I

drunk still but I'm not stopping now. "You think you

anything to Abby against my

not going to interfere,"

Just for six months. When 'm back for Abby's operation, you

"I'm not sure...

have any love for a son you

the constant battles, the desperate need to protect Abby. By the time I pull into my driveway, I'm exhausted. Llean my head against the steering wheel

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