Istri Ceo Melarikan Diri Novels & Stories

“That’s great news, I think I’ll accompany you to this one, I’ll try to convince them to take our offer.” “That is much better, I’ll go prepare, so we can head out to the company now.” Lee responded and left. Two hours later we headed to the company, it was quite a big one and I also heard it is run by a woman. Indeed such a charisma. We went in and a lady walked up to us. “I am Mr Derrick, the CEO of Rick’s company.” I shook hands with her. “I am Ms Sophia, the secretary of the Aria empire.” She introduced herself and I nodded and I thought she was the CEO.

Liam said, his voice projecting across the terrace as he forced a confident, commanding tone. "I apologize for the interruption, but I didn't realize you kept such... questionable company on your private deck. I'm glad I ran into you, actually. As the CEO of Vanguard Sterling, I feel it's my duty to warn you before you get dragged into a massive scandal." Ethan didn't answer. He simply raised an eyebrow, looking entirely amused. He looked like an apex predator watching a mouse walk willingly, confidently, right into a trap. He actually chuckled, a soft, dry sound that seemed to infuriate Liam beneath his polite facade.

"Maricela, what are you thinking about?" Estela asked, looking at Maricela, who had hung up the phone and seemed absent-minded. "Did that Carissa reject you?" Estela inquired. "Oh, she had something to do today and said she would reschedule for another day. She also asked me to apologize to you," Maricela replied. Estela smiled generously and waved her hand. "I can understand. After all, she is the CEO of Perotone. Our phone call was a bit sudden today."

If these were to spread, her family would kick her out. Carol knew that Melecio did not care about Laverna at all. His only concern was whether his photos and videos would be leaked. After Titus left Black Corporation, Melecio became the acting president. This was a crucial period for him to establish his authority. If the videos and chat history were exposed, all his prior efforts would be in vain. That was why Carol used this method to compel Melecio to meet Laverna. Laverna said that she did not want anything. All she wanted was to meet Melecio and have him shoulder his responsibilities.

“I’m sorry, but I have an important class this morning. My professor won’t give any leniency, even if I happen to be the wife of a well-known company director, Ma’am.” The older woman’s jaw tightened. “Do you think you can face the reporters out there?” “I can’t keep hiding forever, Ma’am.” Aurelia’s voice remained polite, yet steady. “Besides, I don’t know how long this situation will last. I don’t want my future falling apart just because I chose to run away.” A cynical look flashed across Mrs. Lestari’s eyes. “You really are stubborn,” she snapped irritably. Then she turned to Gian. “Can’t you talk some sense into your wife?”

Gabriel was indeed a real businessman, not bothering to ask his relation to the company nor Leonica. Or perhaps he already knew. “The purpose of my visit today had to do with the termination contract and lawsuit that was sent to Romero Empire a few days ago.” Melvin began. “Yeah, and what about it?” “As the Current CEO, I’d like to negotiate with you.” Gabriel was surprised and arched a brow at the male. He was the current CEO? Not Rodrigo? Now this was certainly something interesting. “Negotiate?” “Yes,” Melvin confirmed, nodding his head. “I took the liberty to personally go through the accounting books and tallied everything. So, it’s safe to say I’ve found an easy way out of this for bot

A quite humming laughter erupted from her board member and all I could do was gaze at her. Once the smile disappeared from her face, she looked up. Not at me. “I am Melissa Steele, CEO of Petrovia Art Conglomerate. Let’s begin,” she said, flipping open a file. That introduction felt deliberate and I found my hands clutching into tight balls. No way is this Melissa. Speaking like this? So stiff and firm? Quickly Anita flipped back through our page. When we made that application, the name of the CEO was Isabella Steele. I rushed a quick googling on my phone and read that Melissa had taken over long ago but hadn't made the name changes official yet.

A few people across the lobby slowed their pace; two interns, one mid-level designer, and a logistics assistant I vaguely remembered, but none of them said anything. Melinda took a step forward, eyes narrowing. “If you’re thinking of trying that act with the new CEO, you might want to lower your standards. He’s not the type who entertains washed-up charity cases.” I said nothing. Just stared, unmoved. “You know, some men don’t like sluts in designer dresses.” That was it. I turned, fully now, and walked past her with calm, even steps refusing to flinch, refusing to give her the scene she wanted.

"Sign this share relinquishment agreement right now if you don't want to see your name removed from the list of Wijaya Group heirs tomorrow morning!" Mr. Wijaya's baritone voice slammed against the walls of the main study, cold, absolute, and devoid of compromise. Across the mahogany desk, Darren stood rigidly, his jaw clenched so tightly that it carved sharp lines into his face. Two legal documents lay beneath the glow of the desk lamp—one an official dismissal letter removing him from his position as CEO, the other a draft agreement transferring key corporate assets.

Her. She tilted her chin, confident. “Maybe you should be.” I exhaled a quiet laugh. “What happened to the girl who blushed because I wore a towel?” “She grew up,” Lira said softly, “and realized you blush harder.” Damn it. I stepped back, only for her to gently tug at the hem of my shirt. “Relax,” she said, teasing. “You can go back to your cold CEO mode now. Ice prince. Emotionless robot. It's only a matter of time before our divorce will be finalised. ”