My Dad's Billionaire Boss の小説・ストーリー

I looked at Dave and asked him. “Your dad is a billionaire?” I said surprised, that would explain the place we were at last night. He looked at me, his eyes full of sorrow. He closed his eyes and opened them, then nodded his head, “My dad was a billionaire”. I felt pity for him and his dad but there was no way I could help. “Now listen, young man, you cannot have Diana anymore, even if you both have the same alphabet starting your name. Poverty is real.” Dad cleared his throat as I looked at him with my mouth wide open.

June POV Those harsh words along with that authoritative traits will always root in him. My dad is very respectable publicly, since he is the president director of BT Corporation, one of the biggest companies in New York City. He is also well-known for the third most successful enterpreanur in America. Notwithstanding, those positive achievements can only please publics' eyes. Even his warmhearted beams in front of media never last longer. It will certainly change into stern expression mixed up with anger and resentfulness, especially when he deals with me.

My father’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. “Yes, Daddy?” I replied sweetly. “How far along are you with the company matters?” A small, sly smile crept onto my lips. “Jayden barely pays attention to me these days, which works to my advantage. I’ve been able to approve key contracts and bring a few key people to my side to help me. Getting those people to switch loyalty is a walk in the park, Dad. I’m leveraging Lisette’s nasty attitude towards her employees to do this.” “Good,” he said, approval clear in his tone. “Break it to Jayden that I’ve agreed to the Kensington deal. We need to keep them invested in this.”

It's just a call from dad and those imbeciles will be cringing and bending their stupid rules and giving her what she wants. “You don't have to worry dear, daddy has gat your back. I pulled a few strings and got you a role in the project. You should be offered a contract tomorrow in the latest” Dekunle informed. “Thanks honey, I know you can do this. Now, our daughter is happy again. I can't bear to see her sad and broken” Benny chimed, her voice echoing excitement. “Thanks dad. I trust my dad's capabilities. You're the best and I love you dad” Diana chimed, jumping up in excitement.

And when he finally succeeded in doing so, he smiled, he was an aged man, no doubt, with grey hair peeking through his scalp, but still, he appeared young, with his suit etched elegantly on his body. He walked to the board and smiled. "Thank you for all coming here. I am pleased to see everyone here," A resounding clap was heard next, and his gaze lingered on Alec. "Even though I know some of you would rather not come." Murmurings broke out. Alec squeezed his face discomfortly, he knew his grandfather really well, someone who was energetic and would only do business if it benefitted him. "As of presently," His gaze lingered on everyone present in the room, his voice was cold, definitely not

Mind you my legs was fully exposed. "We just had a few business insights we needed to go over before I leave, and I thought it would be a good idea for us all to have dinner together tonight," my father explained, his tone gentle but firm. "Why, Dad, why?" This felt like déjà vu, reminiscent of the reasons why Mom had left, and my father's actions seemed to be proving her right. I had yearned to spend more time with Dad, but the prospect of spending time with my billionaire, incredibly handsome crush wasn't exactly a hardship either.

I asked skeptically. I just couldn’t trust either of them anymore. “Being the manager to Chase Maddox,” my dad answered. “What about it?” I asked. I was supposed to be saying why I came, but that could wait as I was really curious to hear what they wanted to talk to me about regarding my job, which they didn’t have any business with anyway. “We have some plans,” my dad said. My brows furrowed in confusion. “What are you talking about?” I asked. “You see, Chase Maddox is not just the best hockey player this city has, but he is filthy rich,” my dad started.

From his voice you could tell he is having a hard time remaining calm "I am talking to you! Who is he?" He half yelled Quickly I wiped the tears off my face with the back of my hands as I tried to comport myself before speaking "H..He is m.my b..boss" I stuttered, too ashamed to say it. "Your boss?" Dad asked, baffled. He paused for some seconds looking at Adam, studying his face before returning to me. "Do you mean your boss as in Adam Rutherford, CEO of Rutherford oil and gas petroleum limited and only son of late business Tycoon Aron Rutherford?"

I frowned as I tried to understand the situation. "Or he was actually sent by someone." Gabi blurted out. "That's impossible. I don't have enemies. I don't know a lot of people, and I'm cool with the ones I know." I frowned, but one particular name came to mind. "But Dad does because he's, you know, a billionaire CEO," she replied, and her emphasis on her last words told me it wasn't that but his other 'profession' that couldn't be said in public.

"Of course I'm upset that you didn't manage to live a good life. But I promise you, Angie, that you will only have better, happier days again." I choked up again. "I won't let you down anymore." Dad was a genius business tycoon, the kind that would only appear once in a century. He had a vast business empire spanning the entire globe. In fact, people still referred to him as a legend from where I'd just come from. My body quickly recovered with Dad's extensive resources and support. On the day I was finally declared to have fully recovered, the first thing I did was to arrange for Arlene's burial.