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.”

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

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

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

yourself. You just temporarily lost your way in the face of enormous

in acknowledgment. Caspian’s analysis was in line with her

to Caspian, “Why didn’t

hesitation, “Why should I have told

unexpected response took Willow

Caspian was right.

only paid him a

no reason for

are you

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

Business partner?

intended for Caspian to

to offer him a base salary plus project

him any of the

played with his phone. He spoke casually to Willow, “My rough estimate is that the company needs another 8 million

aback by

private estimates. She had never discussed

at him with 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 49%. Ms. Stewart,

me? Caspian, are you here to

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

12 million dollars. To me, it’s just

Willow. She had never

young man. However, the words he was

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

million dollars.

Hall, even if there were a

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

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

wasting her time and effort in promoting him to the position

the company she built up through sweat and tears would be ruined

asked again, “Ms. Stewart, have you

up a folder next to her and slammed

Please leave. I’m very busy and don’t

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

let’s talk business. You want to talk

took off her coat. She was wearing a tight-fitting pink blouse underneath that showed off her

heaved up and down as she tried

She searched for the contract she prepared for

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