Novel & Cerita A Regretful Party With The Ceo

He tried not to be rude, at least Raziel and I both knew the limits of personal issues and business. "Oh, right. I was about to introduce them earlier but I forgot, they are the major sponsor in this project. Of course, it's not easy to handle bridal fashion week without them, the introduction is a little late but meet them." He shook hands with Jake's grandfather and uncle, each smiled but not the old man. He was just looking at me and his reaction his much clearer than water. He didn't like what he was seeing, I was very different compared to before but nothing changed for him.

Are we still on Earth, or have we just stepped into space? That was the thought clanging through my mind as Todd and I stepped into the event hall. Everything—from the decorations to the catering—screamed luxury and opulence. I was certain no expense had been spared in putting this party together. I had attended a few of his company’s parties with him in the past, but none of them could hold a candle to this one. I guessed it had to do with the fact that this party was specifically in honor of their CEO, Morrison Craig—a name that had people, including Todd, whispering in terror. It made me wonder what kind of man could incite such fear in the hearts of others.

"He is probably doing this so when he is ready to buy the company, he will not be buying one that is broke." ⸻ In the office, there was an impromptu party. Nothing extravagant—merely relief in paper cups and someone slipping in a champagne. Tension was replaced by laughter. For the first time, there were no whispers in the backroom, no nervously glancing about. People looked at me—really looked—and saw something they had not before. Not Arturo's shadow. Not a replacement. Me. Alessia De Luca. Daniel held an imaginary glass aloft, smiling. "To the CEO who killed it and didn't even pass out."

I felt the power of the leader when I sat on the chair of the CEO. "Good luck, Miss CEO. Your job starts now. So, I should take my leave. We'll be hosting a party to celebrate your appointment and before you refuse, I should inform you that it's our parents' idea. Let Arthur see this and mourn on his defeat since your first client will be here in next one hour and before they come, Sandra will fill you with all the necessary information." Xavier said with seriousness in his tone. "I am nervous, Xav. I haven't done it before and it'll take me time to learn the responsibilites of my new role. I never worked before and now, I am a freaking CEO. What if I fail?" I looked at him as I felt underes

he smiled mischievously at me “my outfit shows how irresponsible I am. I want every employee at the party to know that Dino Cruz is not a president material” I shook my head at him as we both walked out, he must really not like the idea of being the company’s president that much The party was full, big business men and women were in attendance, some of who I know and the others, not so much Father also took me around introducing me to everyone as his son with pride in his boice Dino tagged alonge but he seem anxious to leave the party already, it wasn’t his type of party afterall, not with the kinds of people here

Everyone clapped again their hands. Meanwhile, Sam did not know what to do. ‘How am I going to work with him? Should I resign? No, my hard work will be put to waste if I resign.’ She left the party dispirited with Cindy. “So, are you excited?” Cindy teased her. She did not answer as she still absorbing the fact that their new CEO was her ex-boyfriend. “Hey, don’t be like that. You looked so worried.” “I’m doomed.” She said dejectedly.

“Depends. Will you treat me well if I come?” I shrugged, opening the door. “You'll have to find that out yourself,” then I got in. But I couldn't help but be in awe at how freely we just acted. Like we were a long couple and not two people who were once married and happened to be in another country for two weeks with emotions leading them to a one night stand. I had to shake off that feeling. No way was I going to start regretting anything. I was Chloe Dave, CEO to the Razet Company, and people like us never regretted things.

I looked myself in the mirror as I adjust my tie, should I wear it? The party was today and I needed to look confident. There should be no grounds to prove the rumor. All my major business partners, shareholders, and even employees will be present. As a CEO, I need to prove who has the bigger say. Everything was ready and it was almost time. I've arranged many reporters to claim the biggest night of the city. The world's renowned womanizer come to Ceo Leonard King is hosting a party and for the first time, it is open to everyone. The actors, models, influencers, bloggers, designers, singers, and many more elite faces will be joining me.

One brow raised ever so slightly, like he was amused—or annoyed. I nearly fell off my chair. "What is the CEO doing here?" I turned to Minnie. "I'm not sure, too." Minnie whispered in reply, not taking her eyes off the presentation. "I think he just wants in on the assembly. He's pretty hands-on they say," she added. I then nodded, as I too tried to listen and take down notes. The company was going to have a party to celebrate the merger, so one of the agendas were picking out the which ones would be party of the organizing committee.

But maybe they're right, I might have overdone some things. "Ooh!! Let's party! Another deal is closed!! Can you believe that! This is so amazing!!" I am now in a club enjoying a night that my secretary made available for me to relax. Just so that I can attend work in the morning with an awful hangover. But its mostly the nights that I don't regret. "Isn't she the CEO of that company named Galiviosa?" "She's so hot." "I know right? Want a taste?"