7

It was my first day at the office since I came back, I had been putting it off or days but it had finally caught up with me. I knew the perks of running a company, I have a Bsc in Business management but I still couldn’t shake off the nervousness I was feeling.

I am a beautiful white gown that stops at my knee, I had combed my hair to the back while I stared at my reflection in the mirror.

I stepped down the stairs until I got to the door, I found Alfred standing by the car.

His eyes sparkled once he saw me, “You…look beautiful” he said.

“Thank you” I replied.

Since he hadn’t fully healed, I hired a driver that would be taking me to work until Alfred was okay, he may have insisted to drive me but I didn’t want to pressure him with that.

We finally arrived at the office, it was just as big as the estate but with three more floors, the staffs had all gathered by the lobby to greet their new CEO.

“Welcome ma’am” a woman in her mid thirties, wearing a brown shirt and black skirt walked up to me, she held a bouquet of flower in her hand as she gave them to me.

“Thank you” I smiled.

I was greeted with all the new faces, both old and new employees, it was compulsory for all the staffs and shareholders to be present at my arrival.

But all I saw was my staff, not even my uncle cared to be here, I didn’t expect less from him.

He would never bow his head to his niece, that pride of his won’t let him.

“I look forward to working with all of you” I said and there was a chorus of clapping. A woman followed behind me, the sound of her heels following behind me.

“And you are?” I turned to her.

“My name is Nicole ma’am, I am your new secretary, I will be showing you to your office”

She led the way while I followed her, my office was nothing like I had imagined, it was spacious, filled with shelves of books, floor to ceiling windows, a wide glass table with my name plate on it, two furniture in the center of the room with a table separating them.

I ran my fingers along the name plate, then sat on my chair.

“Nicole” I called placing my bag on the desk.

“Yes ma’am”

“Do you known when my uncle clocks in to work?”

She looked at me confused, “I thought you knew, he is in the meeting hall with the shareholders right now” she answered.

I bolted from my seat, they were having a meeting and no one told me about it.

I stormed out of the office and towards the room, Nicole pushed open the door.

She was right, they were having a full blown meeting without my permission.

“May I know why there is a meeting going on without my consent?” I asked.

Most of the men’ and women got up in respect but my uncle sat there, with Marcel staring back at me.

“I didn’t see the need to involve you. I can handle things myself, besides you are new here and know nothing about business” he carelessly lashed out to make it seem like he has control.

No he didn’t, he was just the director.

“I will remind you that I graduated with first class honor in Cleave University studying business administration”

“All that is just on paper” he cut me off.

I felt pissed about it, so I walked towards him, turned his chair to me.

“You are in my seat” I informed him.

“Find somewhere else little niece” he smirked, “You don’t need to be so rude when I am here to help you”

I let out a breath, “Get up Mr Wyatt or I will have to call security to throw you out of this meeting, you wouldn’t want that Mr Wyatt, or would you?”

His face pulled into a frown but he eventually stood up, I took my seat in front of everyone and they all sat down after me.

Wyatt ordered a woman on my right to get up and he took her seat.

“So what was this lovely meeting for?” I demanding smiling at him.

“The fundraiser” a woman answered. “We have allocated 10 million usd for the annual fund raiser this year for the Kiddies charity foundation. It would be a good approach for the company’s image as we…”

“Cancel it” I ordered.

“Huh?” She stared at me in confusion.

“There will no fundraiser this year, the money keeps on wasting each time and there is barely anything to show for it.”

“But we have been making that donation every year, and this year is the least amount of money that we are donating. It would be unfair to break a tradition that has been going on for years.”

“What is your name?” I focused my attention on the woman.

“Supra”

“Mrs Supra, what do you think of change?” I questioned. The room was dead silent, Marcel looked at me confused. Neither did I miss the deadly gaze from my uncle who was seated by my side, he clutched his pen so tight it could break.

“I think change is a natural phenomenon” she stated.

“Do you think change can be avoided when necessary?” I asked again, leaning my elbows on the desk.

“No, I don’t think so” she shook her head.

“So when I say that the fundraiser is cancelled, it is cancelled” I stated a as a matter of fact.

Wyatt sprung from his seat in a flash, slamming his fist on the desk, “Are you out of your mind?”

I had already expected an outburst from him.