My Ceo Ex: Let Me Go. Mga Nobela at Kwento

I asked, sticking my head into the car through the window as I spoke to the driver. "No need Ma'am, ill be going with you into the building." He said, as he unfasten his belt and stepped down the car. "I'm going to call you back Mom, I'm about to begin my shoot and don't worry too much... I'll be there in New York this evening." I said and disconnected the call. Walking into the Deramos Corporation, I wanted nothing but to get it done so quickly and go back home to where stuff actually made sense! TBC

"But sir, we can't remove it." "What do you mean you can't remove it? This is an order!" His dark eyes were filled with coldness. Joe's heart trembled and he braced himself to say, "As soon as the news was exposed, I had already asked the staff of the Public Relations Department of the company to remove it. The staff of the Public Relations Department said that this was the request of Mr. Francis of Star Entertainment Network. .." As soon as Joe finished speaking, the frown on Hunter's face deepened.

she triumphantly exclaimed. "Insane!" Mortani exclaimed as she glanced in the mirror. She smiled seeing her own reflection looking so gorgeous. She is now prepared to attend the arranged marriage meeting. "My grandchild is beautiful," Grandpa Tassio exclaimed as Mortani approached. Mang George stared at her as well. Just in time, a black automobile came. The driver, who appeared to be Mortani's age, came out and opened the passenger seat door for them. "Oh hey, sis, be careful on the way, and don't forget to spill the tea later," Desiree giggled quietly.

Now my arms dropped to my sides. “She’s shopping with him right now. And I think your fiancée is here too.” “I see. Keep watching them. Report everything,” I said, my voice going cold. “Understood.” I ended the call. What are you doing to me, Zoe? What kind of hold do you have on me? I’d always hated Uleev—especially after he became deputy CEO and, along with Yakovlev, dragged the company to the top. But now? Now I was ready to tear him apart.

"What?" "The board," he says, and he finally looks at me. "They let me go. I’m done. I'm no longer the CEO. As of an hour ago, I don't even have a key to the front door." That explains it. “I thought you were expecting it to happen—” “It's different." He cuts me off. "Knowing a storm is coming is one thing. Watching the roof blow off your head is another.”

“Because it was sealed. Because only three people had it. Judge. DA. And me. And I didn’t leak it.” _Beep. Beep. Beep._ 89 BPM. Mine. Calm. Cold. “And when you find them,” I said. “You fire them. No, wait. I fire them. I’m CEO now.” _Thump-thump. Thump-thump._

“What do you mean?” “Your ex, Miggy,” she whispered dramatically. “He got transferred to another department. Just like that.” “What?” I blinked. “All of a sudden?” “Yup!” Romeo chimed in. “Word is, the CEO ordered it himself. We were shooketh. It’s giving K-drama energy, sister!” “I swear,” Rose added with a sigh. “If I ever date a CEO, I’d tattoo his name on my forehead. But alas—our level is too low.”

Just as I was finishing up the presentation, my phone rang. It was the CEO's secretary. “Clara Laurent, Mr. Thompson would like to see you in his office immediately.” My heart sank. What now? I stood up, smoothing my dress, and made my way to the CEO's office. As I walked in, Mr. Thompson looked up from his desk, his expression stern. “Clara Laurent, please sit down.* I sat. “..I'm afraid we're going to have to let you go, Clara.” Mr. Thompson spoke.

“How can you casually throw THIS under the bus? If I could ‘fix it’ do you think I wouldn't have? Do you know who I am?” I was silent. My mind, filled with thoughts. My anger towards my ex-boss faded, replaced by a bigger problem that needed FIXING." “Shit!” He cursed under his breath, shooting a dagger stare at me like I was the source of all his problems, like I wasn’t a victim too. “I am Hayes Caldwell, CEO of Caldwell Enterprises. You should have seen it there! You think I can just do magic to an already trendy news that’s all over all over the media?”

He always said the most stupid and random things that always made me laugh. By the time I stopped laughing I heard footsteps approaching the door. That must be the C.E.O! I quickly put my phone away after I made sure it was on silent, and tucked it into my bag. I straightened up my posture and faced the door as it opened. With a smile. This is it. When the door swung open, the smile I had on my face, feeling positive, soon disappeared and morphed into horror and fear. I am officaly Doomed. Why? Because here, right now before me...stood none other then Mr. Dumb nut. Sadly... Also known as Matthew Day. The CEO Of Lexon Corp.