Ceo Chaos Double Trouble In Fatherhood Novels & Stories

But Demetria was already pacing. “No, no, no—wait!” she spun back around, pointing at Penelope like she had just uncovered a crime. “You mean to tell me… the CEO? Calvin Dawson? The tall, brooding, ‘I-look-like-I-own-the-world’ man… is Shirley’s father?!” Penelope pressed her lips together and pinched her glabella, “…Yes.” Demetria let out a strangled noise and dragged both hands down her face. “Oh my God.”

"You only do that just to satisfy your conscience and your selfish ego. I hope you are satisfied and now that I've exhausted all your patience for you. You're tired of me. Ashley said at once all in a go and scoffed. The tears threatened to fall but she was determined not to cry at all. She does not want to us them the impression that they have completely humiliated her Lucia on the other side trying to be the better one said; "Ashley, Father does not mean it. He is just tired of your tantrums and whims; and he also wants us to get along. He loves you more than he loves me, you're his first daughter, his pride" Ashley resorted "How am I sure that I'm the eldest daughter since your mother of

Felix tried to remember and indeed he had not used a safety guard once but he was not sure. Felix quickly shook his head, “Never mind, this child is definitely not mine. If it were mine, the woman I impregnated would be looking for me. Besides, his mother works here, Helen. If I were the father of her son, she'd sue me right away, wouldn't she?” Helen had slightly forgotten about that. The woman nodded her head. “Oh, you're right. You're a famous CEO and you also have a handsome face inherited from your father. You have so much wealth, there's no way there won't be women chasing you if they carry your seed,” Helen said suddenly, having a change of heart.

My nerves were beginning to get tense. [*Why don't you have a talk with the CEO?*] My uncle suggested. "I wish it was that easy Uncle, As much as I want to talk with the CEO, I just can't." I sighed deeply when I heard my uncle ask why. If I don't tell him the reason, he'd keep on pestering me to help Diana get the contract. Getting the contract for Diana is within my capability but in the case of Evelyn being the new CEO, it's not Within my capability.

A resounding slap landed on Sasha's face, and tears rolled down her eyes as she stared at her father with a shocked expression. "Dad!!!" She called out loud, placing her right hand on her cheek where she had been slapped. "You stupid child!! How dare you disgrace our family. The stock prices of our company shares dropped down to the drain all in one day. How could you be so stupid to trust the Hunter family? The least you could have done was outsmart them instead of being the one outsmarted."

She responded with a smile and a nod. “Then about earlier. What happened? Are you sure you are okay, and how are the twins? Are they okay?” This wasn’t the first time the CEO was showing so much worry about her. It had always been like this ever since she saved his wife from the brink of death. He cared for her much like a father would do to his daughter. As much as it wouldn't have been needed, Sophia could say that Mr. Johnson, the CEO, has over the past months clouded the space of a father that she yearned for.

“What’s going on? I got your urgent message.” The CFO, Mr. Langford, cleared his throat. “There’s… a crisis, Miss Luxe.” He pushed a folded newspaper across the table. “It’s already on every major outlet, and the blogs are running wild with it.” Chloe reached for it, unfolding the front page. Her eyes widened. Bold letters screamed across the headline: CEO CHLOE LUXE JAILS HER OWN FATHER — PERSONAL VENDETTA OR POWER PLAY? Her stomach dropped. “What?”

Her father's face filled the screen—older, harder than she remembered, wearing an expression of cold triumph. "Hello, sweetheart," Michael Chen said, his voice mocking. "Surprise. Your husband's father and I made a deal thirty years ago—he helped me build my empire, I helped him control his legacy. Now that Richard's gone, it's time to collect. Tell your husband he has forty-eight hours to sign over majority control of Westbrook Industries to Chen Holdings, or I go public with every secret Richard documented. Every manipulation, every crime, every family skeleton. I'll destroy the Westbrook name so completely that even your baby will carry the stain." He leaned closer to the camera. "And Sop

The blonde man questioned the older man, looking like he was going to explode into another fit in any moment. The older man was displeased and deeply ridiculed. How dare these youngsters disrespect him like that? And again, just like he had been incapable of challenging the other man, he knew it was the same with this man. The man before him had many screws loose and his eruptive temper was unpredictable so it proved even more difficult to deal with him. “The CEO of BizRobotics. He made me spill everything I had on you…there was no way I couldn’t- His father is the mafia lord” Salvador spoke with a careful voice, finding the plunging scowl on the blonde’s face more than intimidating and his

“But you wanna know the truth? My dad’s the fuck-up. He’s been fucking the intern. My intern. My ex. She’s 21. He’s 45. You do the math.” He laughs. “She played him. Just like she played me. But guess what, Dad? You picked her. You picked the liar over your own son. So who’s the real disappointment now?” He holds up the watch. “This? This was supposed to be mine. He gave it to me. Then he took it back. Just like he takes everything back. Love. Trust. Her.” He throws the watch. It hits the camera. The screen goes black. Within an hour, #ColeCEO trends. Not me. Him.