My Ceo Ex: Let Me Go. Novels & Stories

The CEO, who had been wearing a rather expressionless face since his arrival, showed the first hint of emotion with what I could only say was surprise touched by resigned amusement. The meeting ended after a few more exchanges. By the end of it, the CEO was having a silent conversation with Irene that had him smiling. The people who came with him were looking on with surprised faces as the two engaged in their own little world. The CEO then looked at me while signing something to Irene. Irene smiled widely, then signed to Ron who relayed the message. "You have a deal, Mr. Brownings." And so the contract was secured. Greeting the guests by the elevators, Irene communicated with the CEO, who h

Her heart shattered, as if the entire world had crumbled onto her shoulders alone. “Why is all this happening to me? How much more strength must I have to bear it all?” she whispered faintly, clinging to her father as though refusing to let go. --- A week after Robert Shane’s passing, a phone call from the company nearly stopped Amora’s heartbeat. “Mrs. Amora… I must deliver important news,” the secretary’s voice trembled over the line. “All the company’s assets… have been officially transferred into Vicktor Caldwell’s name.” Amora froze. “What?!” Her voice rose sharply, her fingers clutching the phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Good Morning everyone, I am Alex, your temporary CEO while my father is recovering. Everyone just stared at her with a surprised, confused and questioning look in their eyes. Alex did not wait for them to respond. She went directly to the point. I wont waste your time anymore, I am here to introduce myself. I already studied the status of the company and it is not good. I heard many of the investors already left and I will ask you now, who among you is planning to leave?

I dialed Lisa’s number, and she answered promptly. “Good morning, ma’am,” Lisa said cheerfully. I took a deep breath, trying to maintain my composure. “Good morning, Lisa. I’m taking a sabbatical starting today for some personal issues. I’m appointing Beverly Jacobs, as the new CEO in my absence, she's a friend and you will get to meet her when she comes. I’d like you to assist her as the CFO. Please make sure everything runs smoothly while I’m away.” Lisa’s tone grew concerned. “Is everything alright, ma’am?”

I'm here today to announce that I will be stepping down as CEO of Jones Corporation to give you all some peace. I looked around and saw astonished expressions on their faces while nodding in satisfaction. But soon, someone caught on, throwing the document onto the table. With a sarcastic tone, he challenged, "Is there really such a good deal?"

He never called unless the building was on fire—metaphorically or literally. I answered. "What?" Lucas exhaled sharply. "Boss, tell me you've seen the news." "What is it, I don't have time for stalling." "Yeah? Well, you're about to have time for a board meeting. They just called one. Because of this." A sharp ping. I opened the link. And there she was. Veronica. Lounging in a silk robe, full face of makeup, just the right amount of dramatics to look devastated.

His voice sounded vulnerable. The control and dominance of the CEO, Pfizer group of Industries - the world's leading cotton textile entrepreneur was gone, replaced with susceptibility and weakness of a loving husband. But it was the side he would show to nobody except his wife. "Sapphire, everything that we had, everything that we built... all through these years...are you going to splinter it?" His voice was torn and powerless. "I am going to promise you, I will not do it again. Please give me one last chance." He pleaded, holding her upper arms.

It was her first day as the CEO, Emma Jean walked into the board room clad in all black. A black blouse, suit jacket, skirt and stilettos. The room felt oppressive with sadness. Kieran followed behind her carrying a planner and blackberry. Several of the board members were sniffling and wiping their faces. Emma Jean reached the front of the long table with a forced smile on her face. She sighed before speaking.. “This was not the way I wanted to take over the company.” Her voice cracked in the middle of her speech. Tears welled in her eyes. “But daddy fought for two years against cancer so we all should be … we all should rejoice that he died happy and surrounded by everyone he loves.”

I waved back, but her cheerful demeanor contrasted sharply with the gloomy cloud that hung over me. As I made my way to my office, I noticed that everyone seemed to be in a good mood. I wondered if something exciting had happened that I was not aware of. Or maybe they were just enjoying the start of a new week. Whatever it was, it was a stark contrast to my mood. “The CEO is expecting her first child!” I heard someone behind me. My heart skipped a beat. “Are you serious?” I asked, turning around to face the person who had spoken. “Yes, she posted it herself on social media!” they said, their faces beaming with excitement.