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.”

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

shook his head. “I have no idea, but I could guess. Seeing as your eyes are so red, I must have

but I failed to do that. How can I call myself a CEO

replied, “Don’t underestimate yourself. You just temporarily lost your

Caspian’s analysis was in line

Caspian, “Why didn’t you tell me

without hesitation, “Why should

response took

Caspian was right.

only paid

for him to tell

moment and continued, “Then why are you telling me

sat down across from Willow nonchalantly. “Consoling you is just one of my aims. What I hope for is that my future business partner will

Business partner?

intended for Caspian to

going to offer him a base salary plus project

to offer him any

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

aback

own private

stared into Willow’s eyes. “If I invest 12 million dollars in the company, will you

are you here to mock me? Do you think 12 million

your current salary, you couldn’t earn that amount in a lifetime. Even if you worked two or three lifetimes, you wouldn’t even be able

To me,

infuriated Willow. She had never

man. However,

me ask you. With your day job and delivering parcels part-time, how much money can you earn

understood. Willow must have thought he was bragging by the way he made light of 12 million dollars. She was angered as she was struggling to

were a few more zeros involved, he could

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 million dollars for 51% of the company’s shares. Are

sat back down. She had always valued Caspian as a diligent employee. Little did she expect

wasting her time and effort in promoting him to the position of project

offer. Otherwise, the company she built up through sweat and tears would be ruined by

Caspian asked again, “Ms. Stewart, have

incensed. She picked up a folder next to her and slammed

Please leave. I’m very busy and don’t

I’m not joking with

talk business. You want to talk

took off her coat. She was wearing a tight-fitting pink

heaved up and down as

for the contract she prepared for Alan

a few modifications to the contents of the