Company Of One นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“My old manager was rude... but at least he didn’t hand me a weapon-sized rule book.” She slowly opened the first page. Her eyes widened. “Rule one?” She flipped another page. “Still rule one?!” She flipped again. “WHY IS RULE ONE TEN PAGES LONG?” Emma dropped her head onto the desk. “This company is trying to kill me."

Steve enunciated. Serene was shocked after hearing this, she gripped her fork tightly and lowered her eyes. "I understand" she answered. This was part of her job after all. Steve looked at her for a little longer before he hummed softly. Soon, James came over and they left for the company together.

When I looked it was the woman that helped me along time ago to find the perfect outside for him for our first date. "I'm so glad you've came, I was wondering if you were coming or not." "Me, yes. He begged me to come once he got back in town." I told her. "Least I knew someone here other than him that could save me from that." "Yes, well since this is a big event for this company they had to be here. They think because he's the CEO of this company, him and a few other big shots like father will be here." She said as she walked me to a table she was at.

The minty taste of toothpaste lingering in my mouth. "Nine. Nothing good ever happens before then," she smiles, her face conveying how excited she is. "You work today?" I ask her, smelling my work shirt to see if it's clean. Quinn groans. "Of course. I need to land a sugar daddy one day so we can retire to the beach." "Yeah, you let me know if he has a brother," I tease, getting dressed. *** At work I get stuck with washing a boxer, he is beautiful and named Kota.

“Sir….this has nothing to do with that. Just trust–” “Save that Elissa! You leaked our company's secrets to our enemy company! Your act is over and you are fired!” Georgina announced, her arms crossed over her chest, and a glare directed right at Elissa. This time Benjamin didn't say anything to her. He left her office and stormed outside the company.

He rushed to the hospital in a panic, but the police arrested him shortly after he arrived. Upon seeing their son arrested, his parents, who both suffered from high blood pressure and heart issues, experienced heart attacks and had to be rushed to the ICU. Just when the company was on the brink of collapse, I quickly stepped in to help the employees and welcomed them to my new company—one that I had registered under my father's name, which meant I wasn't legally connected to it. By the time Jack snapped out of his shock, he finally realized everything was part of my plan, but it was too late. His parents were critically ill, the company had gone bankrupt, and his employees had jumped ship. H

That should be enough compensation. I needed to give my son the best live possible and make sure that never suffered a bit. We stopped in front of the company and I looked out, not being able to see the top of the tall building from the car. “This is it? Who exactly are we seeing?” That question was answered by the name of the company that I saw. Quieten and Co. “Is this a joke, Evan? You brought me to him?" My breathing was rapid now. “No, it's not him. It's someone else."

Ronan I sat at the end of the conference table in our downtown headquarters. The elders of my pack droned on, their voices grating as screens lit up with maps of territory and statistical reports on profits. My phone vibrated and I ignored it while I leaned back and tapped my fingers on the polished wood.

ONE MONTH LATER Lena sat in her office, staring at the framed award on her desk. The golden plaque gleamed under the soft light, reflecting the name she had worked so hard to build, Carter’s Enterprises: Most Influential Company of the Year. She traced her fingers over the engraved letters, still in disbelief. A few months ago, she had only hoped to make it to the Top 100 companies in the country. Now, Carter’s Enterprises was in the Top 20. It felt unreal, but the numbers didn’t lie. Their sales had skyrocketed, their influence had spread, and investors were eager to work with them.

“Mr. Quentin Langley, the heir of Langley Corporation.” “Ah, the Langley Corporation,” Justin echoed as he let out a sigh of relief. “Well mister, you’ve really been deceived. My girlfriend is a nobody. How could she possibly be in contact with someone from the Langleys? Please be careful with this one.” The jeweler didn’t respond. Instead, he lowered his head and quietly tapped his phone. Others in the room began to whisper among themselves. “The Langley Corporation? She doesn’t even try to hide her lies. She doesn't know her place, and now she’s dragging the Langleys into this.”