Byebye Scumbag Ex, Hello Mr. Ceo Novels & Stories

“I liked it better when we were gonna model for Red Angel. Why do they have to have a scandal at a time like this?” “Thought you'd know the answer to that…” Helen replied as she walked towards me. The manager she was talking to was beginning to leave. “The CEO had a feud with his ex-wife who is famous enough to drive a scandal. She must have planned to do great damage. Red Angel are even lucky that their new project hasn't been shown to the world. It would have been a flop!” “Toxic ex who refused to move on…” I muttered. “I am hoping you don't encounter that, honey!” Helen said carefully. “You have an ex too, don't you? He is a wealthy French man.”

V," Sky explained, ||"Okay. I will prepare and bring it." ||"I will pick you up by morning and now the bad news is that my boss is going on hiatus for a while," ||"Your boss?" ||"Yes, the CEO is going to be on hiatus for a short while, so his son will be acting on his behalf, I hear he is rich and very powerful, apparently very rude and arrogant too. They said he is so rich and has businesses that he owns. He is just doing his father a favour, "

“How can you casually throw THIS under the bus? If I could ‘fix it’ do you think I wouldn't have? Do you know who I am?” I was silent. My mind, filled with thoughts. My anger towards my ex-boss faded, replaced by a bigger problem that needed FIXING." “Shit!” He cursed under his breath, shooting a dagger stare at me like I was the source of all his problems, like I wasn’t a victim too. “I am Hayes Caldwell, CEO of Caldwell Enterprises. You should have seen it there! You think I can just do magic to an already trendy news that’s all over all over the media?”

The man who was good before cleared his throat, and the others dropped their bottles and glasses of alcohol before standing to their feet. “Well, see you later, buddy.” They added in and all stormed out on their feets. “I'm Joel by name; I'm the acting CEO. Your father told me you would be coming, but I had no idea you would be coming in today. I had hoped you would give your rest and come back here tomorrow perhaps,“ he added in. All through his words, he had scanned me from head to toe, checking me out bits by bits. I knew he was busy checking out if I was a threat to him or Jot.

I dialed Lisa’s number, and she answered promptly. “Good morning, ma’am,” Lisa said cheerfully. I took a deep breath, trying to maintain my composure. “Good morning, Lisa. I’m taking a sabbatical starting today for some personal issues. I’m appointing Beverly Jacobs, as the new CEO in my absence, she's a friend and you will get to meet her when she comes. I’d like you to assist her as the CFO. Please make sure everything runs smoothly while I’m away.” Lisa’s tone grew concerned. “Is everything alright, ma’am?”

A brief meeting where I'd introduce myself. While standing in front of them I could notice some ladies checking me out. There were also whispers and murmurs everywhere that pissed me off. Didn't they know to keep quiet in the presence of their boss? "Everybody quiet", I commanded, earning an erring silence. "You all must be wondering why I called this meeting but that doesn't call for all the noise. I want total respect and demand for nothing less. I won't take such behaviour again" I threatened coldly. "I am Kelvin Adrios as some of you know, and I am now the CEO of Adrios corporation"

"You look like you’ve been charming people for three hours straight and haven’t blinked once." I hesitated, then took the bottle from him. The cold against my palm felt like heaven. "That sounds accurate." "Figured you could use the sugar rush," he said. "I’m Caleb. Caleb Maddox." My brain caught up. The name was familiar. Dana had mentioned him. He was one of the primary sponsors of the FutureBloom project. Venture capitalist. Invested in eco-conscious fashion and sustainability startups. Big deal. Like, Forbes cover kind of deal.

Did anyone even tell him? Probably not. Why would they? As far as he knew, I was just some woman who’d given birth to him. Not his mother. Not anyone who mattered. My phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number. **Unknown:** *Welcome back to New York. We should talk. - Lucas Grant* Lucas. I’d forgotten about him. The CEO who’d offered me a job eight years ago. Who’d tried to help when I had nothing. **Me:** *How did you get this number?*

Different executives have talked all morning, but after lunch, I avoid everyone and return undistracted. It's now past four in the evening, and I feel sad because Tristan is a no-show. Ten minutes past the hour, Mrs. Connors and Mr. Diego enter. She introduces Mr. Diego as the new CEO and owner of Black Corporation U.S. She was so excited as this middle-aged version of Tristan spoke of how proud he was to now control a small piece of The Black Corporation. While giggling and gazing proudly at him, she finally sees me and is ticked. Instantly, I focus on Mr. Diego, ignoring her piercing glare.

As I got out of the hospital, the only thought that appeared to me was to walk two kilometers down the lane and plunge into the water because there was no hope for me getting that huge amount of money within that time frame. I inclined my head, dawdling down the lane that led to the river when Gabriella's tale about me being the stars, the moon, and the sun struck my head. And as I raised my head, I saw a billboard that displayed the CEO of that familiar company. It read, "What do you have to tell C. E. O Stephen DE La Cruz today? Call that number below and you will be amazed to talk to him personally." "That scoundrel," I mumbled and I halted in my tracks after an idea popped into my head.