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.”

her face, she whispered, “You say that like

could guess. Seeing as your eyes are so red, I must

“Even an employee like you could guess, but I failed to do that. How can I

lost your way in the

was

to Caspian, “Why didn’t

hesitation, “Why should

response took Willow by

Caspian was right.

only paid him a

for him to tell her

why are you telling me all

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

Business partner?

only intended for Caspian to be her company’s

offer him a base salary

going to offer him any of the

is that the company needs another 8 million dollars to complete the project. With your abilities and an addition of

taken aback by Caspian’s

nearly identical to her own private estimates.

in the company, will you give me 51% of the company’s shares? You will retain 49%. Ms.

you kidding me? Caspian, are you here to mock me? Do you think 12 million dollars is something you can come up with

amount in a lifetime. Even if you worked two or three lifetimes, you

only 12 million dollars. To me, it’s just

infuriated Willow. She had never seen

humble young man. However, the words he was saying now completely

let me ask you. With your day job and delivering parcels

finally understood. Willow must have thought he was bragging by the way he made light of 12 million

even if there were a few

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 million dollars for 51%

scoffed and sat back down. She had always valued Caspian as a diligent employee. Little did she expect to find out after talking to

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

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

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

She picked up a folder next to her and slammed it onto the

I’m very busy and

helplessly, “Ms. Stewart, I’m not joking with

let’s talk business. You want

took off her coat. She was wearing a

chest heaved up and down as she tried to suppress her

computer. She searched for the contract she prepared for Alan beforehand regarding their

fingers flew across the keyboard as she made a few modifications to