Romans & histoires Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, Ceo

’ ‘Mel, it’s wrong to speak badly about the dead. ‘Says who? The goddess?’ I wasn’t there for their wedding but I sure as hell was not going to miss her first labor day. If she didn’t tell me about it, I would never speak to her again. We totally lost connection for months when Carissa’s father died, especially when she had been made to take over the company. She promised Mr. Watson that she would become the CEO when he died and I’m not surprised that the old hag was still making her do things as he decayed in his grave.

“I’m sorry. I just want what’s best for the baby, and you. Lance would have wanted that.” “I get that. But Lance also knew how I needed to make my own decisions, and he made room for that.” “I can do that. As a friend. If that’s what you want. I know it’s hard for you.” I take a deep breath. “I’m stepping down as CEO. Effective immediately.” He blinks. “Okay. That’s... sudden.” “It’s been amazing, and I think I was pretty good at it.” “You were great…” “But… I need to take care of myself for a while. And I can’t see myself coming back after… you know…” My voice tails off.

“You sign this. You become my wife for exactly one year. You play the part. You smile for the cameras. You attend the galas. You act like you adore me. In exchange, I wipe your father’s two-million-dollar debt. Clean slate. No interest. No penalties.” He paused. He let the weight of the offer sink in. He watched my face, waiting for me to break. “Option B: You walk out that door. You keep your pride. And by tonight, your father will be evicted from the ICU. His life support gets turned off because the hospital won’t accept his bounced checks. He dies alone. On the street. In the cold.” My breath hitched. I felt like I was drowning. The air in the room was too thin. I couldn’t breathe.

"It was an unavoidable sacrifice. But now that your position as the CEO is absolute, you don't need to suffer anymore. If you want to divorce her, I will mobilize my legal team to protect your maximum interests. It's not too late to fix the mistake I forced you into." The incredibly casual, clinical way he discussed disposing of my marriage made a dark, violent anger flare instantly in my chest. "You mean forced like you were?" I interrupted, my patience finally snapping. The words came out coated in a layer of absolute, freezing sarcasm. "Someone who treats marriage like a disposable corporate merger? Someone who arranges a union for business advantage and then casually suggests dissolving

Recalling that day, Chloe trembled. 'I can't experience that again,' she thought as she quickly stood up and began to clear the mess. G&K company Meanwhile, Devin walked in the ceo's office, "Sir, your father has sent dinner invitation on the weekend." "Tell him I'll be there." Ethan said, drily. On the weekend evening

I warned, my eyes shooting daggers at him. "Your wife? How hilarious!" Chris laughed, but I wasn’t laughing with him. "Well, to fill you in, brother: You have no successor to Dad's company yet. Since I am available to take over, it's best that you quit and find something else to do. My fiancée is pregnant; she will soon welcome my child. This weekend, I will introduce her to Mom and Dad. You should get ready to leave this company for good if you cannot provide an heir. It's as simple as that. The point of today’s meeting is to clarify who the new CEO of H.W. Global Enterprises is."

More than twenty minutes later, Butler Beck came out of the study, holding a contract in his hand, and placed it on the table. “Lady Ella! I think you are a smart person, the contract clearly states that the young master's assets during the two years of marriage can be used at will, you can also use the young master's money to invest in business, when the contract expires, the profits from the investment and business will all belong to you, the young master will not touch and..." Butler Beck carefully read through all the terms of the contract, but one condition in the contract made the butler nervously look at Eugu with hesitation.

It was the way she addressed him. Mr. King. Not Adrian. Not her husband. Not even with anger. Simply a businessman sitting across from another. Damien closed his laptop. "If there are no further questions," he said evenly, "today's meeting is concluded." Executives slowly gathered their documents. Conversations started in whispers. Nobody wanted to be the first person to acknowledge what everyone had seen. King Corporation's CEO had just discovered that the woman he intended to divorce had become the person capable of saving—or destroying his company.

Immediately she entered, all eyes were on her. “Ah, our honorable CEO is here!” Came a voice from the farthest end of the table. It belonged to a fatty, who rose up, carrying his shoulder with pride upon seeing Ivory. “We’ve been expecting you, after all, we have a thing or two to talk about. But I’ll be generous and save everyone the trouble by speaking on their behalf. With the recent turn of event, your divorce,” he scrunched up his nose like it was something disgraceful. “We’ve all come to the conclusion that we refuse to have a CEO like you.”

“Handover, the Goven corporation in North city and it has to be under Susan’s name. It is the least that you can do after she has been a good wife to you for three years. Did you think that you can divorce her without any compensation?” “But my parents will kill me. The branch is doing well now and I don’t want to disappoint them since they have a future plan of handing it over to my brother.” he lamented.