Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ

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I dodged the bullet, but this battle exhausted me beyond my limits. The only good thing about that meeting with the board of executives was that my hangover had been chased away by the rush of adrenalin. Nonetheless, I was aware that I could pull off this kind of stunt once. I was stalling for time, and it was the only thing I could do. I had given Aren an additional two weeks to wake up and come back to me, but I knew that those who had just walked out of Aren’s office would use those two weeks to sharpen their teeth and claws. I didn’t know what they would plan next, but I needed to step up my game as well. It was time to get to know the company so that I would be better prepared for another blow to come. I asked Neil to bring me reports on every single ongoing project and the most and least successful ones in the company’s history. I had assumed that there would be a lot of documents to read, but once Neil and a few other coworkers started bringing the boxes into Aren’s office, they quickly filled nearly ninety percent of the space.

“Oh, boy…” I mumbled, staring at the endless amount of work ahead of me.

The worst part of it was that I couldn’t just take those boxes with me to the clinic. I was forced to stay in Lan Diamond Tower the entire time I was going through the documents. Of course, I wanted to see Aren; to sit by his bed and hold his hand, but I also didn’t want him to lose his position as a CEO. I was determined to find a way to prove that I could temporarily run this company because that would also prove that Aren made the right call in appointing me as his temporary replacement.

Thankfully, Lan Diamond Corporation’s profit was based on digital technology. There were industries producing specialized hardware elements, but the biggest money went from gaming and app development. Unlike the legal contracts that I had spent the most time reading last week, these documents had been written in a language that I could actually understand. I sighed in relief as I realized that I wouldn’t be forced to spend time with a dictionary, looking for certain phrases or abbreviations. That made me run through documents astonishingly fast. By the end of the day, I had full knowledge of more than fifteen percent of the company’s most profitable projects.

It was almost eight o’clock, and I decided that it was time to take a break and go back to my temporary home-Crawford’s Neurological Clinic. I didn’t feel real symptoms of being drained until I got up from Aren’s chair and my head started to spin. I did it again. I forgot that the croissant that Chris had baked was the only meal I had throughout the day. Once I crawled out of the office, I swayed to the nearest vending machine and bought myself a chocolate bar. I knew that it wasn’t the type of dinner that my system would like to have, but at this hour, I could either buy a bar or a bag of chips.

Despite munching down some carbonites, my stomach loudly complained all the way to the clinic. At one moment, Benjamin pulled over and jumped out of the car.

“What are you doing?!” I called after him.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes, Mrs. Lan!” He shouted, running toward some bistro.

I stared at my watch impatiently and wondered what had gotten into him until I saw him running back with a bag of Chinese fried noodles.

he said as he opened the door on my side of the

stomach that obvious?”

Please, make sure that you eat some normal meals during the day.” “Thank you,” I muttered, putting the noodles beside me

eat what he bought me once I got to the clinic, and then he made me swear that I would take better care of myself. Only then did he smile and wish me a pleasant evening and a good night’s rest. He truly was a kind person. The thought of him made me smile all the way up to the clinic’s top floor. As I walked out of the elevator, I froze. The whole corridor seemed empty, and all the lights were out, with only emergency lighting marking the fire exits. Aren’s room was on the corner of the corridor, which was currently the darkest place on the entire floor. I swallowed hard and slowly stepped into the darkness. “Hello?” I called

more disturbing. I knew that there were only four patients currently on the VIP floor, and their states were stable. Nevertheless, there should always be at least two nurses

up?” he asked cheerfully, as he answered

I’m wrong, but there should be at least three guards standing by

are my men. Why do you ask? Do you have

lungs. “They are not here, Chris… No one’s in the entire corridor. No nurses, no guards… and no light, as if something happened to the power circuits in the entire

“Cora, go to the emergency exit, get to the staircase, and try to get onto the lower floor. I will try to contact

I’m heading to the

I stared in the darkness and realized that it was Aren’s room door that had opened. Before I knew it, I took a few steps closer, disregarding Chris’s command. “Cora? Cora,

rushing out of Aren’s room, heading to

shrieked in panic, lurching toward his

is going on there?!” Chris thundered

hurt him. The relief I felt as I heard the stable beeping sound of the monitoring equipment, powered by the emergency aggregator. I locked the door behind me and

the lights were back on. Only then did I pull the phone up to my ear and tell Chris what had

could have walked