Chapter 7

—CHRISTIAN—

"Worried?? Why?? Because I've bagged deals for the company that their old asses couldn't even think of?? Well, I would like to see them talk to one of our Russian clients and not sweat like pigs."

"And here it is." He gestured towards me. " This attitude of yours. They are afraid that you might ruin the company if you don't get a grip over your anger issues. "

"This is ridiculous!! I've all the skills for a CEO. I don't need to prove my worth to anyone. "

" Skills aren't enough to handle a large company. You'd need to be more than that. "

"What do you want me to do?? Take anger management classes?? " I scoffed Irritatedly.

"No, I want you to get married. "

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Silence, A stressful silence prevailed in the room as we both stared at each other.

I waited for him to start laughing and get over with his prank because it was hell of a disgusting one. But he didn't, instead kept looking at me with a grim face.

I sighed while scratching my temple. " Is this some kind of