Goodbye My Ceo Novels & Stories

“We did it together. He’s on board because he doesn’t want to buy my parents’ assets. But we’re still in the process of finalizing our plans. One thing we’re sure of is I have to step down as K&B’s CEO. That’s the first step.” “Thanks for the offer. I’ll have my final decision on Friday.” “Please, consider it?” I gave him a puppy eye look. “You’re a terrible boss to me, anyway.” I laughed at him. “That, I believe you.” After the door closed behind him, I looked around my office. I would surely be going to miss this, Kaelie, the team, and everyone. I took a deep breath as I tried to let it all sink in. I dialed Mykel.

He looks dapper in a black tux and his gray hair is slicked back neatly. "Ladies and Gentlemen, it is with both sadness and joy that I hand over my position as the CEO to Ms. Camilla Clarkson, daughter of the late Mr. Calvin Clarkson. I feel sad because I have loved working with all of you for those five years and I am going to miss each and every one of you. I feel happy because my beautiful princess, Camilla, is taking over the company and I know it is in good hands," he gives out the speech that draws a smile on my face.

an employee from Chase Creative said with a bright smile. “I’m sure that she is…” another man replied. “Yes, we’re not saying that she’s not a good CEO or anything like that. It’s just that…things won’t be the same…” another woman chimed in with a regretful sigh. I silently listened to my colleagues chatting about it without making any comments of my own. She was definitely right when she said that nothing would be the same. Nothing would be the same for me without Ace working here. “Sorry, I’m going to step out for a bit…” I said to quickly excuse myself.

They simply waited. I set my glass down and spoke quietly. "I think you've all seen enough tonight. I'll be stepping away from the company. There's no need for any of you to continue supporting it." What Lucas didn't know was that I had arranged tonight's dinner and this so-called critical deal.

•LUCIUS• “Sir, we’ve just received an email that the new CEO of the Broadcast Beacon will come for the handover ceremony in a few days.” Tatum informed me in my study. I looked up at him and scoffed. It had been 5 years, but the sale of my company, which defined my life, empire, and family, still caused a painful ache in my heart. “The new CEO? Is that Santino Banks?” I looked down at the documents I was working on.

What if, for once, fate wasn't laughing at me—but working in my favor? My lips curled slightly. If so, I had no complaints. But after all these years why was it now I started seeing faces? And why was it only hers I could see? I thought I was finally healed and had ran out to see the miracle. But the remaining faces were blurred. And when I came back she was gone. His fingers hovered over her number. The phone rang. The screen flashed with a name. Lucas Calloway. I frowned. Lucas was the company's Director of Public Relations. He never called unless the building was on fire—metaphorically or literally.

"Ensure that the account is opened tomorrow morning, I will send the rest of the detail to your email." "Alright, sir. I'll go upstairs then and get the file from your office." Gonzalo replied his boss, his neck craned towards the back from the driver's seat. The chauffer had been dismissed for the day and Gonzalo had taken his place driving them both to a business meeting which had taken a hell of a time. The streets of Manhattan had been busy on their way back to the corporate building which stood in its centre, fast moving luxurious cars moving away from the razzle dazzle of New York offices.

But then the message from the unknown number would pop in front of his lids, making him lose his mind and weaken his knees. ‘Tell her to watch her back’ A wave of disappointment washed over his face when he found the room empty. Irritation soon enveloped the same as he began to search for his boss in other rooms of the floor. People would scowl and give him confusing looks when he would barge in, scan it, and then shut it close at the absence of his CEO. He took heavy steps towards the hallway, leading towards the conference room. He bumped into Finn on the way, who stopped him, asking him to wait and that Miles was in a rather important meeting regarding the declining image of his drowning

Navigating through the crowd, I pushed my way into an elevator leading down down into an underground casino. Clearing my throat, I pushed open the door to a VIP lounge specially booked for this meeting, “ Diego” Diego turned from the cushion, a half grin on his face. “My good friend, Le Espada. You are late today. Should I be worried?” “And you are quiet too early?” I replied, striding to the bar and grabbing a decanter. “Should I also be worried?” Diego laughed, “ You have become good at this. The first time Coopinger introduced you, you were just a little cat I could squash with my foot.”

They were right, Callum may not have feelings for me but I don't deserve his aggressive behaviour towards me. I have finally decided. I will get a divorce. Screw the contract. Callum doesn't deserve me. I walked into my new office room. When I decided to quit Anderson corporation, I landed myself a post as a manager in a new publishing company. It's the best thing I ever do. “Morning honey” Grace walked in with a cup of coffee in her hand. She's the CEO of a parallel Publishing company and also my boss who is perfect and much more gentle than my ex-boss.