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Loved by Mr. President 10| Rolling deals 1
Darian WoodsOne year later..."You are saying that there is still no news about Brandon?" I asked Jack, with my brows raised in inquiry."There's still nothing, President Darian," he said, nodding his head to me.I did not even know if I was going to yell at him, or just bring in new sets of the workforce as I no longer understood anything that happened anymore concerning the office, and their capability to bring down my enemy, Brandon."And Gazel? You are still in touch with him?" "Yes, President Darian. It seems Brandon kept the evidence in a place so secure, that it feels difficult to access. Also, we don't know if he has any duplicates, as it seems like he is well prepared for this fight," Jack stated.I almost screamed out, "cut the crap" to him, but I decided to hold it in, as it was not worth it, shouting at Jack. I needed to vent my anger somewhere, just anywhere else, as I have never felt so frustrated at a moment.My hands went up to the corners of my ears, rubbing slowly
Loved by Mr. President 11| Rolling deals 2
Swiftly moving through the steps at the first wing of Peng Technology, as I had to meet with my boss since I was running late, my breathing increased rapidly.The elevator of the first wing area in the office building just suddenly stopped working and I had to use the stairs. It turned out that on this particular day, I got to work late and still had to fix up everything from the previous day's work that was carried into the new day. Coming late only worsened things as the company had a meeting with some other company which I wasn't sure of the name since I was not the one in charge of handling those particular documents, by 2 pm. I had to finish the previous day's work and helped tidy the conference hall too. My boss was used to keeping things in order, I just did not understand why he specifically requested that I help arrange everything, and I could only wonder who the people were that had the meeting with Peng Technology, as my boss paid much respect to them from his actions."
Loved by Mr. President 12| Don't Tell Darian
"Hello, Miss Bianca," I greeted out loud at a staff that works at the office. I was supposed to work alongside Bianca to fix the conference room for the big meeting my boss talked about.Bianca was the assistant secretary to the CEO, so she worked under me. She began to work at the office about three years back, and I also thought that she will be promoted to the position of a secretary while I was away. For some reason, the boss did not get along with her, even though he kept her as a staff.Before my relocation away from Carlton, she had this bitchy attitude, and always wanted to get on my toes. It just seemed like she knew better than that since my return because her attitude had changed for good, even though it felt like a pretense to me.Bianca hurried over to where I was, spreading her arms for a warm embrace, which got me squeezing myself into her warmth. She was just walking into the conference room to meet me. I had finished setting up the laptops and projectors and was onl
Loved by Mr. President 13| That was it
Darian WoodsThe air around the entrance room carried the very familiar scent of Moriah, and I could swear that she had been around there.Looking around the conference room, I did not see any face that was hers, so I shoved the thoughts away. Besides, her same flowery scented cologne could be used by just anybody.My eyes took notice of the women around the room, while I was getting bored of the introduction that was going on. Two things were my concern at the moment, even though one wasn't that important.Closing up the deal that had brought me there was one. And the other, checking for a lady I could pass the day with. I did not want Charles getting call girls all the time, so business meetings were a good avenue. As I believed the ladies there were quite sensible enough to not cause me any stress.While my eyes roamed around the room, I noticed that something seemed amiss, even though I was not sure. My eyes went through the sitting arrangement, moving from seat to seat, trying
Loved by Mr. President 14| One condition
Darian Woods"Moriah," I muttered, and she stared at me, startled.One thing I would not have believed even if I was told at any point earlier than this, was that I was going to meet Moriah not just in Carlton city but in Peng Technology, a company I had my eyes on. While she stayed with me, she was a staunch housewife that did not even step out into the outside world frequently. The workers did most of the shopping duties, and then she was left inside, suffocating in the locked walls of my mansion.My little mind refused to accept she was a staff there, so I raised my chin to her. Squinting my eyes, "what are you doing here?" I asked. After all, there were cases of people who went about trying to gum themselves to CEO's of big companies. I for one, have experienced it in the major part of my life. Besides, why did she have to jump, I thought internally with my eyes taking me to the window that was opened far above."Miss. Moriah," Mr. Gun called out, and I turned my face to him. Was
Loved by Mr. President 15| His crazy condition 1
Coming to face with Darian was one terrible thing that happened to me. I could feel my body shiver, and the hair on my skin stand from the emotions that rushed through me. How I got locked in the closet, I had no idea. But I was definitely going to address that issue later. Struggling for so long to open the door, without any help coming through, and my phone left behind in the conference room, I had no other option rather than to jump. My eyes caught hold of an open window inside the closet that was wide enough to accommodate a person that did not have so much body weight. A person likes me.After maneuvering my way around the walls of the toilet, and jumping down to the next room which was the tech room. My eyes came to face with Darian's.His cold, aloof expression was still the same, with no hope that he had become a better man. I could see the contempt that quickly gathered in his eyes on seeing me, and I had no other option but to raise my head low, avoiding his gaze.The co
Loved by Mr. President 16| His crazy condition 2
“I tried my best to open it but I couldn’t. After contemplating on what to do, I decided to go through the window which led to the tech room. I finally got out, only to see Darian staring at me…” I explained to Jane, visibly exhausted. I took a deep breath, once again. Jane refilled my glass with water which I thanked her for and drank before I continued, more like she knew I could consume a drum of water. Who knows the exact amount of fluid I had lost from my escapades away from Darian, and finally coming to face with him? Or was it the part of walking down the streets as I needed to clear my head? Just one reason why Darian was not going to be the cause of my trouble, I endlessly wanted to know.“Both he and my boss, Mr. Gun scolded me for missing the conference meeting. I apologized and tried to explain myself but that asshole wasn’t going to have any of it.”“I apologized to him but he just keeps thinking of making my life miserable. He said he would accept the apology on a cond
Loved by Mr. President 17| Come with me 1
Arriving at Peng Technologies building, with my arms crossed. I had no idea how I wanted to get everything fixed, but I knew I just had to try. It was still early, so my intention was to get the video recording of everything that happened in the conference room, the day before, then write out what he had asked me, and pass it to him.I tilted my wrist again and stared at the watch that displayed the time. It was still a quarter to 5 am, and I only hoped that I will be able to round up everything, and still have time to go over to DARS Corporation and submit the paperwork at Darian's office before 6:30 am.Though inwardly, the possibility of finishing everything before that time was almost zero. My brain was mocking me about how I will be made to go through some punishments from Darian, and I just kept on shutting the thoughts away.Hurriedly, I stepped down from my car, dragging my bag that lay on the passenger seat. I did not even have the opportunity to wear the stiletto heels that
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