Ceo Chaos Double Trouble In Fatherhood Novels & Stories

He wants to be the CEO after his father, which was against the rules made by the founding fathers of the company. The first generation were our grandfathers, and the first CEO came from the third family. After their generation, our fathers took over and Buzz's father became the CEO. Now it was the time for my family to have their own slot, and Buzz suddenly gets antsy. Left to me, I knew there was nothing he could do to stop me from becoming the CEO unless he took me out physically, either by planning to kill me or faking an accident. This was because the founding fathers had made the rules and those rules were bidding even on the shareholders.

PREVIOUSLY ON CEO IN PUBLIC/MY DADDY IN PRIVATE Micheal's mother sat in her living room staring into space while her son sat opposite her, "Mother, now what are we going to do?" He asked as she immediately snapped at him, "Shut up, Eric, I'm trying to think," she said as Eric flinched before following his mother's orders, "I need to get my hands on that blind girl, she has to disappear from Micheal's life," she said before looking towards her son, "Get me some background information on the girl, I need to know her past," she ordered as Eric nodded before leaving.

“He sounded calm. Healthy. Relaxed, even. Much more than you look right now.” “Unbelievable,” Richard muttered, shaking his head. “First my good for nothing daughter decides to humiliate this family on national television, and now my son turns into some invisible CEO?!” He slammed his hand on the desk again, rattling the pens and papers. “Give me his phone number right this instant!” Madam Hale arched an eyebrow, looking almost bored. “You’ll only yell at him, Richard.” “Give it to me!” he barked, his face red with fury. “I’m still his father!”

"I did the best thing having you head this business, Cole" "For, as the people say, 'You truly are a son of your father" He breathed. And for a long whence such silence had which had struck the room had me shifting in my seat, I struggled with the cutlery in my hold, trying to meet the prying eyes of both Father and son. And soon, at the break of Trent's voice, came that sigh released from me. "Now all of that aside, I believe you overwork yourself these days" He began.

They reached their tiny, fragile hands directly toward the glass, crying out for the towering King who had always been their absolute fortress. Lucian slammed his massive hands against the reinforced glass. The sound of their tears entirely fractured his dark soul. "Look at this, Board Members," Laurent gloated, turning to the twelve billionaires in the shadows. "Look at the uncontrollable hysteria. This is not normal infant separation anxiety. This is the absolute proof of the volatile, highly toxic Sterling genetics. They are entirely unhinged. I am calling for the immediate, permanent severing of parental rights." Zara didn't scream. She didn't beg.

Manager Chen, initially silent, now defended Stelio. "That's because they're prepared to be actors, but Stelio isn't. Isn't he supposed to be the future leader of the Ren Family's company? Why focus on acting?" Maya remained firm in her stance. "What's wrong with that? CEO Ren also has a production company, so it's okay to be more involved." "And what about other companies? Is he just going to ignore them and let others handle it?" Maya presented a reasonable argument. "Mama, I'll show you that I can balance it all," Stelio tried to convince his mother.

“Ahh, since when did you become a saint? I remember the old days when you wouldn’t think twice about taking someone out. Did being a father really change you this much? Too bad… Sarah had to…” “Don’t you dare bring her up,” I snapped. His tone shifted, but there was no apology. “Alright, alright,” he muttered. “I’ll drop it. But that doesn’t change what I said before. You’re not the same. You’re getting soft. Too soft. And when you get soft, you make mistakes. Remember that.” He hung up. I clenched my fist, trying so hard to calm down. Why did he have to mention that name? That bastard really liked getting on my nerves.

he asks and I nod. “Well, yeah-” “Red,” he chuckles and bites his bottom lip to stifle his laugh. “I could care less if Amber is pregnant with triplets.” My eyes narrow. “Then why…” I trail off while feeling stupid. Did I totally misread this? He tilts my chin up to face him, every gesture seeming more intimate than the next. “Because Damon gave my father a grandchild before I could. Because Damon…is once again the perfect son while I am only just getting my life together.”

His answer satisfied the two little ones. Charles took out a children's phone and opened his homemade search app and asked, "Hunter?" Hunter responded, "Hunter Miller!" Charles typed the name exactly as Hunter had said, into the search bar. Quickly, all the information about Hunter Miller appeared on the screen. Hunter Miller, at the age of twenty-eight, is the Executive Chairman and CEO of the Miller Group Technology in the country of M. His father is the incumbent President of the Miller Group Technology, and his mother is a princess from the royal family of M.

Philip "I handed you the job! We poured millions into this movie, only to discover the audience isn't pleased with the story's flow. And now there's negative feedback because the lead actress is embroiled in scandals!" My father's voice echoed in his expansive office. "Do something!" he bellowed, hurling papers at me that had been neatly arranged on his broad desk moments before. Clenching my fist, I exited his office. Crisis after crisis plagued Luminary Productions, and yet, as CEO, my father dumped it all on me.