Talentless Owner Novelas e Histórias

What point was there being the owner’s of their own company if you couldn’t be late occasionally? ***

"Risk? On the contrary, letting a mind like yours work without owning a stake is the greatest risk for me. I know what happened to you before. Back at the Bastian Group, you lost all your assets. You built that empire from nothing, giving your blood and tears, only to be kicked out without a single cent when that man chose another woman." William picked up a gold pen from the desk and offered it to Casandra. "Now, at William Group, you can have ownership here. You are no longer a servant to someone else’s ambition. You are an owner. If you want to destroy Bastian, do it as a company owner, not as a subordinate seeking protection."

"What are you doing?" "I was a fool to not know that you are the real owner, and I shouldn't have been rude. But I seriously can't lose this job. I have a family to feed. Please forgive me." His voice was trembling. Mia didn't know how to respond upon hearing that. At the same time, the crowd broke into a heated discussion. "What? Mia Lane is really the owner of Aide Castle?" "Oh my lord. I didn't expect that! I heard people saying that she's a good-for-nothing—oh, I don't mean it in a bad way—but the Lane family pampered her so much after finally finding her. I didn't hear anything about her starting a business though."

asked Madame Claire, “Are you brain dead? You must have gone insane. Why don’t you just tell us that you own Thousand Miles Conglomerate? Get out of our home now before you spread your craziness around here!” Alex glared at Madame Claire. He wanted to tell her that he truly was the owner of Thousand Miles Conglomerate so badly. However, even if he said it, no one would believe him, just as Dorothy thought he was crazy when he told her he had ten billion dollars. It was indeed difficult for anyone, even himself, to believe it was true.

I sighed. Otis smiled. “I understand. I just realized that a traitor can take the form of a caring and obedient person.” He glanced at Jasper. His subordinate chuckled. “Enough about me. What about you, what do you do?” I asked curiously. “You must be a businessman like Grandpa and Farrell.” Otis chuckled. "You wouldn't believe it if I told you." "Try me." He was stunned for a moment. "If you've ever heard of Precious Fund, I'm the owner," he declared proudly.

I said, my grip tightening on my champagne glass until my knuckles turned white. "Oh, please. Everyone in this room knows the truth," one of the socialites chimed in with a cruel giggle. "The Aragon family is completely bankrupt. Cyrus Valdemor didn't marry you for love. He bought you out of pity to keep your father's mess from ruining his company's reputation. You're just a temporary charity case."

"You know the rules, Andela. We have a deal. We give you time to take gather all of your workers in the farm and order them to leave the half of it since we are taking over the said land within a month. We have the title, we own it and we're just being patient with your terms." I was about to walk when Thaddeus eyes and mine met. I stopped, level the same intensity of his green eyes, gritting my teeth. Tinaasan niya ako ng kilay bago sinuyod ang aking buong katawan sa paraang nakakainsulto. He devilishly smirked afterwards. Pigil akong inis kong naglakad palapit. "K-Kelsey.. anong ginagawa mo dito?" Kinakabahang sambit ni Tita.

I couldn’t help him in any way, no matter how much I wanted to. “You see,” he continued, “you are of no use to me. You are a pretty thing, but without a penny to your name, you are worthless. A beauty without brains, taking up space in this world. And I have a job to do, a job that requires me to remove you from the picture.” His voice was cold and callous, but it was his words that sent a shiver down my spine. “What do you mean by ‘carry out your assignment’?” I asked, my voice sharp and insistent. “What are you planning to do?” He smiled, his expression cruel and calculating.

He said and I sprang up. "What the fuck does that mean?" I asked. "That document is null and void sir because it appears that Miss Pamela Riles isn't the owner of the company so whatever agreement you had cannot hold" Max stated. "What nonsense are you talking about?" I asked. He had some nerve to wake me up at such an ungodly hour to tell me that Pamela didn't own her company. "Mrs. Riles, her mother, is the owner of the company," He said and I rose to my feet.

“I have no experience in this, and I was comfortable with my old job, I wanted to do what I could do.” “You can do this, you just don’t want to try it, Ariana, you’re a smart woman, don’t underestimate yourself, you can be more than a music teacher.” I exhale hard through my mouth; maybe he’s right. I haven’t tried it, and I give up. But still, I’m new to this. It makes no sense, from a teacher to a school owner, even a foundation, because my husband owns the Seven Seas. “I need an assistant,” I said, looking at him in his style; he smiled with his dazzling smile.