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.”

she whispered, “You say that

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

like you could guess, but I failed to do that. How can I call myself a CEO

just temporarily lost

nodded in acknowledgment. Caspian’s analysis was

spoke to Caspian, “Why didn’t you tell me

hesitation, “Why should I

response took

Caspian was right.

paid him

for him

a moment and continued, “Then why are you telling me all

from Willow nonchalantly. “Consoling you is just one of my aims. What I hope for is that my future business partner will not be

Business partner?

to be

to offer him a base

offer him any

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 2 million dollars

aback by Caspian’s

Caspian told her was nearly identical to her own private estimates. She had never discussed this with anyone, so how did

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

her chair and exclaimed, “Are you kidding me? Caspian, are you here to mock me? Do you think 12

amount in a lifetime. Even if you worked two or three lifetimes, you wouldn’t even be able

dollars. To me, it’s just a drop in

She had

always thought of Caspian as a hardworking and humble young man. However, the words he was saying now completely contradicted the image she had of

With your day job

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 cash

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 dollars was

the chair, Caspian spoke 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 12

expect to find out after talking to him personally that Caspian

him to the

accepted her offer. Otherwise, the company she built up through sweat and

feeling frustrated when Caspian asked again, “Ms. Stewart, have you

folder next to her and

busy and don’t have time for

“Ms. Stewart, I’m not joking

business. You want to talk

was wearing a tight-fitting pink blouse

down as she tried to suppress

the contract she prepared for Alan beforehand regarding their collaboration on the

modifications to the contents of the document. In a few minutes,