Romans & histoires Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, Ceo

I gripped the door frame for balance as I stared at him. He grabbed my collar in one swift move, shoving me forcefully against the frame. His hateful glare locked onto mine. “Two years ago, when the company was on the brink of bankruptcy, you forced me to sign the divorce papers. “I thought you’d be living well by now. I never expected to see you reduced to signing contracts over a few drinks.” He leaned in closer, his voice low and filled with venom. “Look at me now—I’m Matthew Anderson the CEO. My company didn’t go bankrupt; it went public. Do you regret leaving me behind to clean up that mess?”

Then, he laughed bitterly and said, "You know, don't you?" "Yes," I replied evenly. "Don't ever try to hypnotize me again or do anything of the sort, Irvin. Our divorce agreement didn't specify that I couldn't sell the company shares. So, if you pull something like this again, I'll sell both companies' shares and sever all ties with you." Our divorce agreement specified I had to retain him as the CEO as long as he continued to bring in profit. However, it didn't mention that I couldn't sell the company.

I whispered in a trembling voice. "But the baby is not accepted by Ash," he says, making me give him a worried look. "No, no," I shake my head in frustration and fear. "But I'll try to help you." "Help me?" "For now, you need to leave here. It's for you and your baby's sake. Sign the divorce papers and get out of town." "But where will I go?" "You can start all over again after you give birth to your baby. With the O-Ortho Science company. You can find out more information about your real father. He is still waiting for you."

he answered, without hesitation. I hesitated. “And after a year?” “We’ll go our separate ways.” “I propose we divorce ten days before the 365 days are up.” “Why?” he asked. “In a contract, both parties should have terms, right? That’s mine.” “So… ten days before the year ends, we disappear from each other’s lives?” he confirmed. “Yes.” He gave a slow nod. “Deal.” I took a deep breath. Those ten days… they’d be my last on Earth. But he wouldn’t know that. He could never know. I’d die before he found out.

My head’s too fucked up, and I’ve got a meeting in an hour that I can’t blow off. But as I’m adjusting my tie, that gnawing feeling creeps back in—the one that’s been there ever since she walked out. I thought she’d come back. I thought... fuck, I don’t know what I thought. That our bond would be enough to hold her? That she’d realize how important this was? Instead, she’s gone. She left me. And now, I’m staring down the barrel of a divorce I didn’t see coming. I head downstairs, the smell of coffee hitting me as I enter the kitchen. My mother’s already there, sitting at the counter, looking at something on her tablet.

Why was he annoying them intentionally? Now I was sure that he would surely step down from his position as the CEO with the way things are going. Lucas rose to his feet, turning on the projector. “As you can all see the way the stocks plummeted ever since the CEO got into numerous scandals” I glanced at the bar chats that showed the numerous instances where the stocks dropped drastically. “Not only are the stocks dropping but it is also affecting the affiliated companies and if care isn’t taken, Nicholas Hawthorne’s company would grow to become the number one tech company in not only New York City but the whole world as large”

“There’s no place left to put me anymore, Harold. I’ve grown past all that. I’m not who you think I'm anymore, I’m the man who decides what to keep... and what to fight for.” Then another silence followed “Now, listen closely,” I continued. “There’s going to be a business meeting, a family one. Everyone will be present, our father, and lira's family. During that meeting, I’ll make things clear. Lira and I aren't divorcing, I intend to get married to her again, and you will be there to congratulate me ” I leaned back against the couch again and exhaled slowly. There was no going back now. I took a breath and added, “Also, I have an offer for you.”

“Rachel, I came here in good faith to make peace, and you act like you’re some big deal. Do you really think you’re still the Lloyd family’s daughter? Still the CEO of Lloyd Enterprise? “I’m sure your little lapdog Cecilia already called to tell you—this morning’s board meeting voted to remove you as CEO. But don’t worry! I’m not completely heartless. You’re still a shareholder. You’ll still get your yearly dividends. It won’t be enough to starve you.” Yvette said it like she expected Rachel to be crushed. After all, the higher the pedestal, the harder the fall.

He appeared more like a ghost. Caleb adjusted his suit, took in a deep breath and sat. The rest followed after him. “I want to extend my sincere gratitude to you all, for your persistence, compassion, and your ability to keep the company running in my absence.” He cleared his throat and cast a glance in Xavier's direction. “However, due to certain circumstances concerning my wife's… disppearance that are beyond my control at the moment, I will not be able to effectively carry on my duties as the CEO of this great establishment.”