Todos os capítulos de Mr. CEO We're Done!: Capítulo 201 - Capítulo 210

Vivian’s POVI hardly slept through the night, because I kept thinking about my encounter with Leon. There was obviously another lifestyle that he lived that Diana did not know about; one that entailed shady deals.Whether or not Manny and Ted connived together to lie about Ted owing a drug lord some money, one thing was clear; Ted and Leon were into something illegal and dangerous, because Jane was killed, and somehow, Ted was involved. My heart beat faster. It was as though my head would explode from trying to piece everything together. I stayed in bed thinking and trying to wrap my head around everything, so much so that I didn’t even know that time had ticked by so fast.By the time I got up from my bed, freshened up and hurried out of the room, it was already past 8am. I ran into Mr. Vale in the living room.“Good morning, Mr. Vale,” I greeted.He had his eyes on the TV, watching highlights.“Please call me Vale,” he responded. “All that formality makes me feel like I am in an of

Georgia’s POV“What did you say?” Georgia asked as she stood shock-still.After all the stress she went through just to make sure that everything worked smoothly for her? She could hardly believe her ears! “I said we would be using another reputable hospital for the test,” Syrus repeated patiently.“But why the change?” Nancy asked, equally surprised.“Mum, please stay out of this,” Syrus warned respectfully. “This is solely between Georgia and I,” Syrus said.For the first time in a really long time, Georgia was speechless. Her heart was beating really fast, and she did not know what to do. Georgia felt like she had been ambushed. After taking the pains of going to Syrus’s doctor and forcing him into doing her bidding, Syrus comes up with this ridiculous idea of a different hospital right when they were about to leave? “You cannot ask me to stay out of this, Syrus!” Nancy blew hot. “This is my grandchild we are talking about…” Nancy was saying.“Not until proven otherwise,” Syrus c

Vivian’s POV“Vivian, are you busy?” Marie asked me.It was evening and I had done everything she needed me to do, but as soon as she asked the question, I got up energetically.“Not at all,” I answered, because I wasn’t busy, and I wasn’t equally tired.“Are you sure?” Marie asked; she was always very thoughtful and kind, and I could never get enough of it.Since I started to work here, I had to literally pinch myself everyday that this wasn’t a dream. It was a reality! “I am certain,” I answered. “Is there something you want me to do for you?” I asked.“Uh, yes,” Marie answered.“What might that be?” I asked.“I shipped in some things I bought, and they have arrived. I would’ve picked them up myself, but Vale is having a little headache, and I cannot leave him right now,” Marie said.“Oh my goodness, is he okay?!” I asked, genuinely worried.“Yes, he is,” Marie said, but she sounded downcast. “It’s just a mild headache,” she added softly.“I know I shouldn’t pry, but is something w

Syrus’s POVSyrus had been in the learning room with the Frenchman for hours learning the ropes on how to bring his father’s crumbling company back up.“In business, you must make up your mind to choose the company above anything else,” the Frenchman was speaking. “As you begin to flourish, there will be times when difficult choices will be thrown at you, even regarding the people you love dearly, but remember to always choose your inheritance and legacy,” he continued.Syrus nodded diligently. They had been on rigorous training and tutorship for months now since Anderson referred him to the Frenchman in order to save his legacy from collapsing. His father might have abandoned it, but Syrus couldn’t; he shouldn’t, because it was his legacy. Without the company, he would be left on the street with his mother and sister, and Syrus could never allow that to happen.“I knew your dad before now,” the Frenchman continued. “His name and company were on the lips of virtually everyone in the c

Vivian’s POVI waited for Marie’s package to be brought to me, but it was taking longer than necessary.“Ma’am, please how much longer is this going to take?” I asked, because my legs were beginning to get weak.“A little while longer,” the attendant responded politely.I waited and waited, and I wondered why it was taking so much time. I began to feel sweaty and hot in my stomach, and extremely uncomfortable, but I did not know what else to do.“Here,” Leon turned.I almost jumped out of my skin when I heard his voice. Then I turned around and saw him holding a glass of juice. “I have been watching you, and you look like you are about to pass out,” Leon added when I didn’t make any move to collect the juice from him.“Where did you get this from?” I asked him skeptically.“There’s a restaurant just by the corner,” Leon answered, his hand still stretched at me.I took the juice from Leon, because I realized that I highly needed it, especially with how long I have been standing and wai