Scarlett’s dilemma のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Scarlett.I bet he has a hundred concubines chasing after him ,each more beautiful than the last. And there I was … sitting in despair, not knowing what I'll be of .This was not the first time, nor will it be the last I'll see panties in his suitcase. Each time my eyes beheld them, it feels as though my heart will crumble into pieces. I'd always feel this cold thing run through my spine.Who was that? I jolted out of my thoughts when I heard the doorbell ring.I didn't linger in wiping the tears off my face. I stared at the clock that hit six PM. Oh my, how long have I been crying?I walked to the mirror. That was it. The figure there always has her eyes maroon and teary. I mustered courage and scrubbed my face, ensuring no one could sense I was crying.I walked to the door, and saw a mail man.I don't remember anyone saying they had a package for me.The mailman gazed at me in an awkward way. What now?Just then I realized my hair wasn't put together. Shit.“Hello ma'am.”“Hello.”

CadeFinally, the day I've been waiting for. The day I'll be assuming the position of CEO. The Walton family members felt the need of not making me take the position, claiming I didn't “deserve it”. Like they did.There's just something that puts me off when it gets to these people. What was their problem with me? Was it because Father didn't leave them a profitable property to hold on, or something worse. It had to be something.But one thing I foumd impeccably interesting and fancy was the fact was that Mrs Walton,aka my mother stayed quiet throughout the whole drama.I definitely didn't take after her. I fought for my position.I stared at the figure in the mirror as I took up my zipper, sprayed some deodorant and yeah, one wouldn't want to shut their eyes after glancing at me. One more thing, my tie. I adjusted it and I looked just perfect. Imagine signing the document that makes me the rightful owner to that seat.Now the normal thing I'd do is maintain the composure, resist th

CadeThis was nothing but bullsh*t. She had nothing to say during the family meeting, but when it came to the press, she suddenly had a lot to get off her chest. The hell?! I angrily smacked the office table in my short burst of anger, startling the manager. But that was all; it was a short, very brief outburst. Clearing my throat and adjusting my tie, I rose up, walking towards the door. My hand grabbed the handle in a tight grip.“How long has this interview been up?” I angrily asked.“Si... since this morning, sir!” He stuttered in reply.I gave a deep exhale. Then I pulled the door open and left the office. With my head held high and my fragrance announcing my presence, I walked past the cubicles, fixated on getting out of the building. I heard the workers murmur and whisper as they watched me walk, unable to look directly at me. Well, of course, I was supposed to be their boss! I had to find mom, and I knew exactly where she would be.“Where to, sir?” The chauffeur asked after ge

Scarlett's POV I kicked the door to the apartment open. I was exhausted, to say the least. “Scar baby, is that you?” I heard my mom call from inside.I arranged my facial expression so as not to make her worried. "Yes, mom, I'm back,” I answered just as she came into the living room. I slumped on the nearest couch.“You look so tired; how did your job hunting go?”“Not so bad,” I lied. “I submitted my resume to a couple of places, and I hope to get a positive response soon." I carefully omitted the part about the embarrassment."Oh, that's good to know; trust me, you'll eventually find something." She encouraged“You must be starving; I made some rice and chilli sauce earlier this evening. Go freshen up and come have dinner.”“Thanks Mom”I felt like I was missing something.“Wait a minute, mom, where is dad?”“Your dad...” She stuttered“What the hell, Ma? You mean he is still not back?" I was livid.“No, but he'll be back soon.”“When mom??? When?? Is it until the landlord throws u

Scarlett's POV “I want you to be my contract wife.”He repeated.Those words sounded strange to my ears. “Excuse me! What do you mean by contract wife, Mr. Cade?” I asked, astonished. "Look, Miss Scarlett, this is purely a business proposition; you are either in or out,” he said dismissively.“This is a good offer for you; you'll be helping me achieve my goal of becoming the CEO of this company, and you'll make a lot of money in the process.”This man surely got some nerve, spewing bullshit like this to me. “With all due respect, sir, this offer is very unprofessional, and I can never accept it,” I said with a force of determination.He laughed. That proud, amusing look in his eyes again. “Surely, Miss Scarlett, you do realise that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity served to you on a gold platter.”He continued, “Moreover, I know you really need money at this time.” Registering my surprised look, he leaned on that broad back of his on his swivel chair. "Surprised, are yo