The Takeover Book Novels & Stories

He and Samuel could do the job just fine, Afterall, Troy was also a businessman. In the following days, Marcus spent his time reading and gathering information about Troy Ramirez. He needed to know everything about his target before he would execute his plan. So, he was engaged to be married to a socialite named Liza Dusaban. The woman was pretty but way too young for Troy Ramirez. Hold on, he thought, as he recalled the most important detail about Try – Alicia Ramirez, his sister. He retrieved his phone and tried to call the woman’s number. He believed that along with Alicia’s help, his plan to infiltrate Troy’s business would be an easy feat. “Alicia, how have you been?” He asked as soon a

The calendar had three dates circled: today's date, a date six months from now, and a date exactly one year ago. "One year ago," Lucy said, reading over his shoulder. "That's when Brad first contacted you about Mirabel's plans. When he started 'helping' us." "And six months from now is when the baby's due." William zoomed in on the book passages. "These are from a business strategy book. About hostile takeovers." Lucy read the highlighted sections: "The key to a successful acquisition is timing. Strike when the target is vulnerable but before they can mount an effective defense. Use leverage points. Family. Health. Financial pressure. Make them want to sell before they realize they're losing

Isabella Parker is the perfectly imperfect girl with half parts sass and half parts innocence mixed with a perfect life. She has loving parents who adore her beyond anything, two younger siblings whom she loves beyond anything. She is in her graduation with 2 great friends, everything seems going perfect UNTIL ONE Day The day she gets kidnapped! One small favour to a classmate messes everything up? Or does it! Isabella has caught eye of an mysterious man, who wouldn't let her go BUT Something at the back of her mind tells her that she knows this man!

I say coldly and he glares at me. “I don’t think you understand what a takeover is. You don’t have a say in this, our Alpha killed yours.” He says and even though my knees suddenly feel like mud and it feels like my airway is clogged, I still stand firm on the ground. I’m not going to show these men any sign of weakness, it’s what Nikolai would do. “Usually, in a takeover you’ll need proof like the head of the said Alpha but I see none. Are you sure my Alpha didn’t kill yours?” He looks like he wants to cut my head off but before that, he also wants to prove me wrong.

As soon as the board meeting disbanded, I dove straight into the files. They were currently spread in front of me looking harmless enough…. A series of numbers, percentages, transactions. Yet I couldn't find anything in them. That might point me to where the errors were. I’ve dealt with hostile takeover attempts before. When you grow your company into something as big as mine was, vultures always circle around, hoping to cut a bite off the piece of the cake. But this one… this one was different. This one was too coordinated, too precise, too damn good.

"I’m calling because we’ve received some very interesting documents this morning. Documents that involve you and the recent takeover of Kensington & Sons." My stomach did a slow, heavy flip. "I don't do interviews over the phone, Mr. Banks. If you want a statement, you can call my public relations team." "I think you’ll want to hear this one personally, Ms. Vance," Leo said. I could hear the smirk in his voice. "We have a paper trail. It shows that you siphoned over forty million dollars from your father’s private accounts over the last six months. The story we’re looking at is that you used that money to pay Cade Miller to help you stage a hostile takeover. People are calling it 'The Pay-to

Mom had always been smarter, quietly running things from the background. And she left me her shares. The biggest chunk of the company, big enough to turn the tables. And I was going to get those tables turned today. I picked up my phone and called Ryan's private line. It went straight to his assistant, but I bypassed her. "Ryan, it's me," I said when he finally answered, struggling to keep my voice steady, professional. "I need your help with a hostile takeover." He was quiet for a second. "Elowen? What are you talking about?"

Darius saw me as the woman he loved. I began to work. I didn't see the code as an architect would. I saw it as a flow of debt. I saw where the power was being siphoned, where the interest was being hidden, and where Dante had buried the kill-switch. "You think you’re so smart because you can move numbers around," I muttered, my fingers dancing across the glass. "But you forgot the most basic rule of a hostile takeover. You have to make sure the target has nothing left to lose."

“entertaining Victoria.” I pushed off the desk, stepping toward him. “Enough.” His jaw tightened, but he didn’t back down. I shook my head. “You’ve been getting too comfortable questioning me lately.” Victor let out a bitter laugh. “Maybe that’s because I actually have a conscience.” I ignored the comment and moved back to the desk, stacking the papers Victoria had so carelessly brushed over. “The paperwork for the takeover is almost ready.” His face hardened. “What?” “Spear’s Manufacturing,” I clarified, holding up the documents. “The transfer is nearly complete.”

Stefan hurled his crystal tumbler against the wall of his home office. The sound of shattering glass matched the chaos in his mind. Forty percent. His company stock had dropped forty percent in a single day. Billions wiped out in hours. His phone kept buzzing, board members, investors, his father. All demanding answers he didn't have. How had Kane Industries outmaneuvered them so completely? The takeover of Pacific Maritime shouldn't have been possible. Their defenses had been solid. Their contracts secured.