My Sassy President Novel Full Novels & Stories

"Susan, it's only right that I take what belongs to me, this company is mine." "What nonsense are you talking about?" The lawyer throws Edward's will to Susan, as Mandy takes a seat at the presidential chair, which was supposed to be occupied by Susan but now, everything had changed, her mere appearance made everyone quiet, they had meetings the previous day before informing Susan, which means they are aware of Mandy being the new president of the company. "What madness is this?" "Susan, your game is up, as, from this day, I am now the president of Edward's group."

Song Xu replied immediately. Mandy frowned. "Is the president ill?" "Yes, he's injured." Monique pursed her lips, and her heart was beating violently. She didn't know if she could really calm down in a while. Mandy was even more surprised. "How did the president get hurt? How did he get hurt? Who was so bold to hurt the president? Song Xu, come here." Song Xu ran over quickly. He looked at Mandy and asked, "What's wrong?" "How did you work as a special assistant? Don't you know that the president is injured? You are too incompetent," Mandy said, gnashing his teeth.

he said with a hint of sarcasm I didn’t know he had. “Yea I did and you should not make me take back my words. Do not be late.” “You know I am never late. I am the president.” “Of course you are,” I smiled. My revenge plan was going according to how I wanted it to go. He was falling in love with me just the way I liked it. By the time I would be done with him, he would be begging for me to let him down slowly. “I’ve got work tomorrow,” I yawned. “Later.”

Lisa smiled and said calmly, "Madam, I know President when he came into this hotel first." Seeing Lisa's politeness Rheena softened her tone little, "Why were you in my son's apartment that day?" Lisa knew she had to answer her very carefully. "I had an accident so President helped me. He is very kind to his employees. You have raised him well Madam." Lisa tried to flatter her.

I also went back at reading but my mind was once carried by what happen last time. So he was the the SSG president, huh? Until now, I am at the shock state. That very day inside the Dean’s office, I met the most valuable person here at H.U, and he is named Casper Cross Roswell. Not just that he is entitled as the President but also, he is ranked-1 in our batch having the highest grade. And who would have that thought that with all the certificate, he’ll save from a noob like me from the punishment?

The Secretary carefully looked at Bright Santos's face, "President Santos, do you need to visit the store?" "Not for the time being."Bright Santos raised her chin. "Did you see those two women who are similar to neuropathy just now? Don't charge them. I'm afraid neuropathy will be infected." "Er..." the Secretary heard all the black lines. Their new president was really good at chatting, "OK, I'll inform you immediately." Bright Santos hummed twice and swayed back to the office. Leave the secretary who is still ill adapted to the new boss in a daze in the empty corridor.

he said politely. "You qualified," Nathan responded unfazed. Now, the attention was drawn to Mercedes, and no longer Jane. She felt invisible, even with the expensive diamond she wore. Mercedes was just glistening like the Queen of the event. The whispers never stopped, as confusion abused the mind of onlookers. The President sat between his fiance and his hot assistant. No one dared to whisper the word, mistress.

You shouldn’t be here, you know right” the lady said in a creepy tone “And why is that,” Mel asked slightly irritated by her words “C’mon don’t play the innocent card, there’s little or no chance you would get this job, so why not just leave when you still can rather than staying only to get humiliated.” The lady replied smiling deviously “No thank you, so many others here have worse situations than mine, I wouldn’t be the first to back out” Mel said calmly, she was trying hard to keep in her anger. “You seem so confident. I doubt you’re aware about this interview being conducted by the president himself” The lady said trying to scare her off

Scarlet’s pen paused. Too late. Ronan’s hand shot out. The book vanished from her desk. Gasps cracked the silence like snapped bones. Scarlet looked up just as Ronan flipped the notebook open, his sharp eyes scanning the page... ...and then stopping. “Well,” Ronan said, voice dropping, thick with disbelief and amusement. “This is… creative.” He turned the notebook so the class could see. Scarlet’s blood froze. Ink sprawled across the page in frantic slashes: I don’t know who I am when he looks at me.

She tried to make herself appear smaller, less confrontational. However, President Yan gently caressed Senna’s smooth cheek, forcing her to look at him. His touch, though soft, felt like a command she couldn't ignore. “It doesn’t matter if you’re dirty and sweaty; to me, it’s intoxicating. I like it.” His voice was clear and soft, but his gaze remained piercing. He then warned her, “Don’t refuse me!” President Yan wasted no time, his face descending to her slender neck. He moved with an urgency that made Senna's skin crawl. She tried to suppress the disgust rising within her, knowing that showing her true feelings could be dangerous.