Novel & Cerita My Ceo Ex: Let Me Go.

“Let us do this. I happen to know the CEO of W.P Corporation. I will give him a call and explain your situation to him, then may be after things have settled down, we can go and see him. What do you say?” Caroline breathed a sigh of relief “Do you mean it, Wesley. I am going to get really angry if you are tricking me in to staying.” “When have I ever lied to you lately? come on, don’t be ungrateful”

The person paused, I heard nothing from the other line until a minute later. “You have until the end of today to bring me the papers of your resignation from the position of being the ceo and putting your signature on a paper with a page that states you are handing out the company to me. You see it’s as simple as that.” The strange voice said. I had to sit up to know if I was hearing properly. “Is that all you want?” I asked, tapping my fingers on the table. The strange voice laughed again. “I knew you would be wise. Not like your fucking dumb ex-husband,” my fingers stopped tapping on the table.

“So, how’s the CEO voting going? I saw Theodore Duncan online; the guy seems dead beat serious on throwing you out of that seat.” I shut my eyes, trying not to be reminded about Theo’s attempt at winning the CEO voting. I have no idea how far he’s willing to go since there are also two more people fighting for the position. “I am hoping for the best.” I say, before standing up. I don’t belong in a place like this. Leto hugs me goodbye and I come out of Golden Retreat lounge, if anyone sees me, they will think I just came for some nice champagne. I apologize to my driver for taking so long before getting into the car.

I looked at her—at the necklace resting against her sweater, at the woman who’d walked through hell and still somehow glowed. “I’ve been thinking,” I said. “Oh no,” she teased. “That never ends well.” I smiled, but my heart was pounding harder than it had in any boardroom. “I’m going to step down as CEO of Möller and Zenith,” I said.

“BREAKING NEWS! Billionaire CEO Chris White gets employee pregnant! Wedding rumours already flying!” And there it was… Sophia’s whole face on the screen. Her ID photo, the one where she was smiling like a fool. Then another picture of her walking out the office today with her hand on her tummy. They even showed a blurry video from the welcome party. Sophia’s mouth just opened. No sound came out. Kira slowly turned to her. “Sophia… babe… this… this is you?” The lady on TV kept talking like she was reading Sophia’s obituary. “Sources say the CEO’s longtime girlfriend, international model Mia Laurent, is completely heartbroken. We have exclusive photos of Mia leaving the White Enterprises build

‎Mr Ceo: Let Me Go ‎ ‎Chapter 138 ‎ ‎(Unedited) ‎ ‎Copyright ©️Tito's Library 2026 ‎ ‎🥀Vivienne's POV Cont🥀 ‎ ‎My eyes began to redden again. “I never blamed Grandpa…” ‎ ‎I knew Grandpa had his own struggles. ‎When Alexander first became the CEO of the group, he was young, and many members of the board weren’t convinced. There was a lot of friction.

Then she turned her head toward the door, her voice cutting through their chaos. "You have all day to fuck yourselves, assholes. For the record, I am breaking up with you, Justin." She spat the words out. They tasted bitter on her tongue. But they also tasted like freedom. The pounding started. Fists against the wood. The chair rattled but held. "You had better think twice about what you just said." Justin's voice, fuming, muffled through the door. "You won't make it past day one, Vanessa. Being a surgeon is too much pressure for someone like you. Be good and open the fucking door!"

Repeat until your facial muscles begin filing formal complaints with your brain. “Eve, let’s go say hello over there,” Sebastian said enthusiastically, handing me yet another glass of champagne like a stage prop. “That’s Clark Chou. CEO of the company ranked third this year in the new energy sector.” He was already trying to steer me in that direction. Five minutes later, I couldn’t take it anymore. “I’m going to the restroom,” I told him. And I escaped. Not the dramatic kind where you climb out a window or fake an urgent phone call.

“Do not thank me, Sandra. Just live it right this time.” “I will.” “Good. Then my job here is done.” “You are still dramatic.” “Family trait.” “Then I will keep it alive.” “You better.” “…You really are leaving, are you not?” “Yeah.” “So this is it?” “This is it.” “You are not going to hug me goodbye?” “I was hoping you would ask.” “Idiot.” “Takes one to know one.” “Go before I change my mind and fire you.” “You can’t fire me anymore, CEO.”

Keeping my voice cool and calm seems to climb into his nerves, and I see an eye twitch, and satisfactorily enough, I’m happy to know that I am getting under his skin. “Fine then newest CEO in town, who still knows nothing and is completely wet behind the ears and is not willing to hear from people who want to give her some sensible advice. I’ll leave because time is important to me too, but I want you to know that I fired Cece.” I chuckle, and then burst into a full blown laughter, catching him off guard.