Novel & Cerita Ceo Plus-size Crush

Titles flashed past—romance, drama, fantasy—but none of them held my attention. Until one did. I paused. CEO PLUS-SIZE CRUSH by CAROLUCHY. My brows lifted slightly. “A plus-size female lead? That’s rare…” I murmured under my breath. Curious, I tapped it open. My eyes scanned the blurb, and without quite realizing it, I began to read aloud. “Do you think I will ever walk hand in hand with a girl three times my size? I only dated you because I wanted to know what it feels like, being with a plus-size.”

She gave the boxes of Chanel clothes a little kick and said with a smirk, “Nigel treats every new lookalike like this. Don’t think you’re that special.” When I remained speechless, Jora crossed her arms and gave me a proud, mocking smile. “Even if we’re all just lookalikes, I’m still the one Mr. Jefferson cares about most. Otherwise, why would he have kept me around for so many years? “And look at you now. You’re older, not as pretty, and you have a scar on your face.” She pointed at my forehead and said sharply, “Once Mr. Jefferson sees you’re nothing like how he remembers, he’ll kick you out.”

Thus, she insisted on canceling her engagement with Chase to become Edward’s girlfriend. She was proud of Edward doing amazingly in the company, so whenever she saw Chase, she would show off to him in an arrogant manner. It was because she felt that Chase was nothing compared to her boyfriend, Edward, and the current situation proved her right. However, reality struck her down at this moment. Chase was Mr. Collins! He was their boss! This destroyed her sense of superiority and replaced it with endless regret. He was the CEO of a listed company at such a young age, and he was worth over 100 million. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he had a bright future.

I stared at the bastard in shock. He's the CEO of Grande Corps? He's...oh my God this is crazy, the prick that insulted me is sitting in front of me right now with "CEO Grande" inscribed in front of his desk. My eye went to his face and back to the name inscribed on the table. This is bullshit, real bullshit. I can't work under this prick of a guy. "Well, sit. What can I offer you? I must say you look sexy in that skirt. I've come to realize you look sexy in everything."

Vivienne leaned her curvy back against the leather-upholstered office chair in her workspace. The stack of marketing documents she had just signed lay neatly on the desk. After three full hours of exhausting discussions with Benita and the investors, the tension in her shoulders gradually eased. The plus-sized woman, weighing eighty kilograms, wore a satisfied smile; her first meeting as CEO had gone smoothly without a single flaw. She picked up the black phone resting in the corner of her desk and pressed the power button. The moment the screen lit up, a flood of notification bubbles poured in nonstop, causing the slim device to vibrate violently in her plump hand.

Others had already given me a name. The Dazzling Curvy Lady. I stared at those words for a long moment. The Dazzling Curvy Lady. A smile slowly touched my lips. It sounded beautiful. Nobody was calling me fat. Nobody was calling me disgusting. Nobody was calling me a cow. Nobody was talking about how my body made me unworthy of love. They were looking at me and seeing something beautiful. For years, I had believed there was something wrong with me because of the way people treated me. I had listened to my mother insult my body until those words became the voice inside my own head. I had believed Jake when he told me he couldn't stand being tied to someone like me.

She hates people with two faces and obviously, she doesn't want to keep paying some who waste their time on gossiping rather than working. " I also heard she is the one who created the brand 'Love Yourself ' for plus-size people. My SIL likes her clothes. She said she loves how the dresses are perfect for them!" " Crazy! I wonder what she looks like. Look at us. We are struggling to eat 100K in years, here she is a multi Billionaires. Is she a granny or something?" " Maybe she is a grandma!" Laura adds, approaching them. " Might be. Or she got a sugar daddy who died and made a fortune!" Another female employee said...

"And also, with the help of our new CEO, Bruno Hathaway-a very handsome and sweet CEO." "OOoooh handsome and sweet" Helen said dramatically. The audience cheered even more loudly, and those who shipped the couple whistled, interrupting her. "With his help, we were able to launch the fashion unboxing of our new clothing line, True Beauty. This line includes all body types and shapes. True beauty is in every body type," Beauty concluded. "That's so unique, you know. It's nothing like the old F&F, and I am all for it," Helen replied.

He was sitting with miles and I couldn't hear anything but their chuckles. "It's just a sprain" cole whispered and I grew wroth. It's not, what if he loses his legs because of miles! Somehow, I feel he is jealous of Cole because Cole is outstanding in everything. Even though they're both populous. The crowd outside the ward were just here to have peeks of them. After much teasing from Cole, there was silence. "What club are you joining this summer?" Miles asked lowly and I had to climb the stretcher quietly, lean inwardly to listen.

My hands clutched the edges of my heavy gray sweater. "Your parents?" I asked. My voice sounded small and raspy. "Ethan, no. I cannot go." "Why not?" he asked softly, sitting down in the wooden chair across from me. "Look at me," I said, pointing down at my clothes. The sweater was three sizes too big, hiding my wide waist and thick arms. "I am not presentable. I do not have nice shoes or a pretty dress. I am plus-sized and messy. What will they think of me?"