My Boss's Boss Novels & Stories

Holding a few files and two latest mobiles in her slender arms, she started following after the boss a step behind him. To the outside world, they are just a boss and an assistant. They don't interact unnecessarily in front of the audience unless it's working related. A group of managers led by the CFO of the Morrison group were anxiously waiting for their boss's arrival. Once they spotted their boss, the CFO rushed to explain the situation.

“Do you realize where this will place me?” “Mr. Anderson, this is a business transaction you wanted; do not place personal grievances onto my assistant. If you two have a history together, settle it outside of the company, not here during business hours; my time is precious. But if you must vent your frustrations, maybe I should introduce you to my boss.” Kevin reprimanded Steve. Settling his emotions, Steve looked at Kevin and questioned. “Boss? I thought you were the owner of Faithview Enterprises. Who is your boss?”

“Hey, that’s enough! I already apologized and explain my side, okay? I’m not the bad guy here. Our boss is,” Miss Monica giggled while leaning in comfortably on the chair across me as I continued glaring at her. We headed back upstairs and she decided to accompany me inside the office while waiting for Jupiter. And also, to explain her side. “Your boss, you mean? He’s not mine’s.” I retorted back, still irritated. “Uh, yes? Our boss,” she crossed her arms, emphasizing the words to me. “Until there’s a contract involved, he is rightfully above us.”

Anj replied, her head bowed in apparent shame. Blue was about to leave when I called him back. "Uh—Boss," I said, causing him to stop. He turned back. "Yes, Heidi, what is it?" "I just wanted to know if I have any superior here besides you?" I asked. Ms. Anjie glared at me angrily upon hearing my question. I noticed Boss Convocar subtly glancing at my colleague before looking at me. "No, Heidi, you have no superior in this house besides me and Beatrice," he replied. "Why? Is there someone bothering you in my mansion?"

"Actually, my boss said he would like to invite you to our conference meeting here in Los Angeles tomorrow morning." "Your boss?" I quirked a brow. "That's mythological. Thought you were your own boss? I mean I did make partnership with you in person and you're the one in charge so..." "I'm sorry, Laurel but I now have a bigger boss." He sighed. "You see, a billionaire bought several industries, organizations and share holding companies last week and ours must have just been one of the unlucky ones to have been bought. Although we didn't lose our jobs but he might have just been the chairman of our corp now. I might be in charge but we report to him. And he asked to see the people we're deal

Pain washed over her face, emotional, mental, everything all at once. “Mark, you just don’t understand,” she whispered, voice cracking. “I quit because… my boss is a real monster.” “Shut up!” Mark roared. “Your boss is a monster?” She nodded gently. “No,” he hissed, stepping closer. “I’m gonna remind you who you really… really should be afraid of.” He shoved past her, heading for the back seat of the car. She watched helplessly as he grabbed the bottle of the beer he had gotten, hit everything on the floor and all the bottles broke, spilling drinks everywhere.

I'll give them that. "What the owner says goes." I replied. "I, as the manager, have to follow direct orders from my boss, and I don't like raising questions about the questionable decisions he makes, which includes letting some customers go with debts." I replied. "And who is your boss?" The man asked, not liking my closed answer to their initial question. "I think you already know that." I replied, reaching for my computer to power it. "Maybe your ex-wife might know where he is, considering he's been paying her a visit quite often." The man commented, the smugness in his voice bouncing around the room.

His expression changed instantly. Lillian is not my boss, he said. The words landed like a slap. I froze. What? I whispered. She is not, he repeated. My boss is someone else. She and my boss are working together. My heart began to pound so hard I could hear it in my ears. Who is your boss? He hesitated, his jaw tightening, then spoke. Someone powerful The name felt like ice poured down my spine. He is after your husband, the man continued quietly. His life.

The chairman announced and they left the department store altogether. Heart, being so embarrassed, was thinking about what the chairman said. ‘So, the grandson will take over this department store, huh? I wonder what he looks like. This grandpa's chairman is always having a grumpy face, so probably the new boss will look like an angry lion or dinosaur.’ Heart thought and imagined what the new CEO will look like.

It was so unexpected. My mother-in-law, Mrs. Morrison, had told me Camilla was back, and she's the president of a big company like The Wesley Group. It doesn't make sense that the same girl we discarded years ago came back as a boss with such power in the same city and even had a child.