Novel Ceo Novels & Stories

Across the reception hall, Vanessa had witnessed everything. Every word. Every expression. Every camera flash. Her nails dug into her palm. She had expected Evelyn to beg. To cry. To fight. Instead, Evelyn had done something infinitely worse. She had become untouchable. Vanessa's phone buzzed. A breaking news alert appeared across the screen. NOVAGENE'S MYSTERIOUS FOUNDER BECOMES MOST TALKED-ABOUT CEO OF THE YEAR Attached beneath the headline was a photograph. Not of Evelyn alone. But of Evelyn standing beside Damien Wolfe.

Insist doesn't mean hand me a folder like you've already signed the contract. "It does when the CEO in question keeps ignoring weird threats." He looked down at the file; the name of the bodyguard was printed in clean black font on the top tab: Nolan Ashford. The name rang a bell at the back of his head. He didn’t know why. But he knew the name Nolan, but the other name wasn't familiar. He stared at it longer than he meant to. "You already hired him, didn’t you?" Camille said nothing. Milo looked up sharply. "Camille."

“You see, this is why I need you to behave. Your life and the life of your father literally depend on that.” “Okay, yes. As I told you, I will behave. I swear to you.” My lips quivered a bit after speaking. “Mm-hm, I can see that.” He peeled his eyes off me and stared at his hands. “I’m now the CEO of one of our biggest companies, I have been given control and power of so much pertaining to our illegal business. After dealing with Samuel, my parents’ respect for me went through the roof.” I nodded. “Okay,” I encouraged him to continue. I still was not hearing the part where he would say that he would spare my father and me from being killed.

Anna: I stare at the screen of my phone, blinking twice to make sure I am not dreaming. Axel Williams is the new CEO of Noble Craft? I can’t believe my ears, that nerdy kid from high school is the new CEO of a multi-billion company, I don’t know why a laugh escapes out of me. Clara had been elated yesterday when she received an invitation from Noble Craft to attend the coronation of the new CEO. She couldn’t believe it, after all, her fashion brand was just a small company, only known in some parts of the U.S and not expanded abroad.

His body—once pampered with luxury spa treatments every weekend—now felt stiff, every joint creaking in protest under the strain of inhumane labor. He sat on an empty wooden crate, unscrewed a cheap bottle of mineral water, and stared at the hanging television in a small coffee stall by the port. The owner had tuned in to the morning business news. “C-Nova Systems has once again recorded a third-quarter growth of 45%,” the news anchor’s voice rang clearly, cutting through the roar of truck engines outside. “CEO Camelia, recently crowned ‘The Iron Lady of Innovation,’ is reportedly preparing to acquire two green energy companies in Western Europe. This move is expected to reshape the global t

Casper didn't respond, rather instructing Caleb, "Caleb, make Miss Nova comfortable at my table." As Grandpa made the announcement, his face was very hard but indeed, he announced Casper Blade as the new CEO. Admist the cheers from staff members and the hovering of reporters, he left the hotel. This wasn't what he planned when he came here but now, he had to develop a new strategy.

Lucky chap! Everyone grabbed a seat with the manager sitting beside the rest of the employees. One seat was left and everyone was in great anticipation of what the occupant looked like. That is, the new CEO of C & V Enterprises Limited; an advertising company which deals with top brands in New York; the best there is in New York. The former CEO had passed away over five years ago and had handed the company to his son whose identity had remained anonymous.

He said, confusing Alex but nevertheless he looked at James. "James, please tell him and the whole world, who is the new CEO of the company?" Alex spoke up in confidence. But soon it broke as well when James opened his mouth. "Sebastian Domanco."

Her picture filled the screen with a bold caption: “CELINE O’NEIL — CEO & PRESIDENT, O’NEIL CORPORATION WORLDWIDE.” Barbra’s eyes widened. Evelyn’s lips parted slightly before narrowing in suspicion. Adam froze completely, unable to look away. The reporter continued speaking with admiration. “O’Neil Corporation, under the leadership of its CEO and President, Celine O’Neil, has seen meteoric growth in the last two years. The company has expanded into multiple continents and is now confirmed to be venturing into the New York economic market with what experts describe as a ‘monumental’ development plan.” Adam barely processed the words. His mind kept circling around one thing:

The moment I stopped by her and she looked at me like trash, I knew instantly that there was a problem, she didn't look like she had seen my face. Who then is this new CEO they're talking about? “Sorry to disturb you, but do you have an idea of who this new CEO you're talking about is?” I asked her, "Uhm, who are you? The new janitor? Anyways, I'll tell you about the new CEO, you might need to know about her since she's your employer.” "You must have heard the news about this organization having a new heiress on the news. Well, even though she chose to remain anonymous, she talked to me first when she got in today.”