Novel & Cerita Unprepared Ceo Daddy

He liked seeing the billionaire perturbed as it reminded him that he was still a normal human being behind all the riches and his CEO title. “I’ll eat some boiled rice to wash the grease down,” he said and spooned some onto his plate. The sound of the front door unlocking became apparent and Zach stiffened. His father had arrived home and he had a billionaire CEO sitting at the table eating Chinese takeaway. Darien was still wearing his office trousers and shirt. At least it wasn’t the full suit and tie as he really was undeniably a rich CEO in that outfit. “Dad’s back. Don’t mention your name unless asked directly,” he instructed.

Don't ask me why. "Get us in," I said to the driver. Soon the convoy that escorted me drove Into the vast and enormous surroundings of the campus. Sorry for not introducing myself earlier. My name is Daniel Roberts, popularly known as Dan though. I'm the first child and only Son of Edward and Andrea Roberts. My father is the CEO of THE KINGS INDUSTRIES. The number one most successful business Industry in America. I'm 24years old. I have two lovely kid sisters. I use to be among the first 5 most successful models in America before Dad sent me to study business administration in Sacramento. I've got crazy and amazing friends 'Jay and Roe'. Like me, they are models too. Jay's father owns the mo

It was a little too dark. I hurriedly drew the curtains open before returning to my seat and hitting record. “Hello everyone, my name is Sydney Carter Stanley.” I stared, hating that my eyes were already starting to sting. It would be the first time I would be speaking about all of the drama publicly. It felt weirdly vulnerable and almost embarrassing. “But most of you already know that.” I let out a nervous chuckle. “I’m the acting CEO of Prestige Global and the daughter of Joseph Carter who passed away a couple of months ago.”

My dad had to step up as interim CEO while I deal with this. “I didn’t tell him anything, I swear I didn’t tell him anything, nothing at all, I am sorry, Cole, I didn’t know, I swear I didn’t know,” Niccola’s voice breaks as she becomes slightly breathless. I can hear the panic in her voice, and I immediately regret every word I have said to her. “Hey, it’s okay, breathe, Niccola, fucking breathe,” I let out, but Niccola is struggling to breathe, and then I hear a loud thud.

“Boss me around? In your dreams, White. You’re lucky I put up with your kale obsession and that creaky coffee table. Speaking of, it wobbled again when I set my glass down earlier. You gonna fix it, or am I calling my dad to come lecture you?” Nick turned, raising an eyebrow, the sponge dripping in his hand. “Your dad? Shit, Tee, don’t bring Mr. Bennett into this. He’d probably show up with a toolbox and a speech about ‘taking care of his daughter.’ I’m not ready for that.” He grinned, but there was a tinge of nerves in his eyes, and I loved it. This big-shot CEO was rattled by the idea of my dad.

He scoffed. “Well, that's a valid point. Number three, the rest are unreasonable.” He stated in deadpan voice. I glared at him. How rude as usual. “You're smart. You must have figured out my father is playing matchmaker after the incident yesterday.” He said. I nodded. “My father won't stop bugging me about getting married. Shit about starting a family, giving him grand children, securing my place as CEO, but I'm not ready.” He continued. I was tempted to ask why he wasn't ready but I thought it would be best not to. He wouldn't tell me anyway.

It's good that Dylan can be trusted. Because Daddy is very confident in this, apart from being obedient, he is also smart about business. It is said that Tito Cedric's deceased son, Clive, also took pity on it. He is said to be very talented and all the characteristics of being the CEO of the company are here. Fortunately, that Clive taught him a bit. If only he hadn't died, maybe he would still reconcile with me. "Take Mandy too." Daddy added . I immediately looked at it. "What?!" Did I hear right?

He stared down at me and from how he looks at me, I feel like he’s belittling me. “You are too young to handle the company. What can you do for an empire? If you didn’t know, Foster Empire is harder to handle than you expected.” I pulled myself up and met his sharp eyes. “I’m currently the CEO of my father’s company.” He laughed sarcastically. “The company that almost sank because you got pregnant early just like your mother?” “What do you know about my mother? You didn’t know her.” “We know the story, Kelly Monroe. I know the story. You got pregnant, that's why your father got sick, right?”

Words fell out of my mouth in shock. I had come across that name severally when helping my dad with documents in the office. I remember my dad continuously commend and tell me how much he admired the ceo of Blackwood for starting a company from scratch, expanding and becoming a multi billionaire. He had even tried severally to get in contact with him for some collaborations but it never succeeded.

But Demetria was already pacing. “No, no, no—wait!” she spun back around, pointing at Penelope like she had just uncovered a crime. “You mean to tell me… the CEO? Calvin Dawson? The tall, brooding, ‘I-look-like-I-own-the-world’ man… is Shirley’s father?!” Penelope pressed her lips together and pinched her glabella, “…Yes.” Demetria let out a strangled noise and dragged both hands down her face. “Oh my God.”