Why Didn't Asta Get Promoted Novels & Stories

Be punctual. Christine then turned away from him and came over to us, gently saying, "Aubrey, Aster, let's go home." Tristan looked ashen as he knelt stiffly on the floor. He knew his life was over. He would have nothing to his name now. Just like that, Tristan's life had been reduced to shambles. Shock ran through the entirety of Centuria's upper-class social circle for the next few days. Ad Astra Inc. publicly announced that Tristan had been removed from his position and that Aster would take over as the company's CEO.

“How are you feeling?” “Like I got hit by a Mack truck.” I tried to make light of the situation by adding a chuckle, but Asta didn’t seem amused. “How are you?” “I feel like I am fading. When you were in the vehicle and unconscious, you kept holding onto the jade. It drained a lot of the energy, but I managed to hang on as long as I could.” Asta’s voice sounded weaker, and that caused fear to settle in my stomach. I was just about to remove my hand, but before I could, Asta spoke again. “Don’t. I need to tell you the situation. I won’t be able to help you from here, so I need you to understand what is going on.”

Let them see just how unreasonable and petty Astar Levi can be! And thus, with much dedication, Levi promptly altered the terms of the trade agreement between Astarea and Carteagan, naturally, not in Carteagan’s favor. He followed that up by instructing his secretary to refuse further negotiations of terms: “If the city lord of Carteagan asks why, tell him he should be asking that question of his youngest son.”

Z blurted out, raising her hands to try and catch the moon. “I wouldn’t hope for that. This team’s hopeless! Who would take us seriously if our captain isn’t even showing her face. This is nuts! What was Mr. Porche thinking when she made her, of all the qualified Nobles, a captain?” She turned to look at her. “Aren’t you bothered? Your performance far exceeds hers, but you weren’t made captain.” All the while, Anastasia kept her head down. She understood where Sloane’s coming from. The position wasn’t something she could accomplish, even if she wished to. She’s just not cut off for being a captain.

He smiled at me. I rolled my eyes internally. Why would he put me on the spot like that? “ Oh please…” Lustre’s face hardened. “ A downgrade? I thought you had a type, Bash.” Ouch. I was the downgrade. I mean, it was obvious we weren’t in the same class ranking… but that was harsh. “ Okay, that’s enough,” Anastasia stepped in. “ We have classes to attend. I’m not getting penalized because of some love triangle.” “ Let’s go,” Sebastian said, pulling me along.

Sam, Goddess bless him, took up a position at the door to ensure our privacy, and I took several deep breaths to work through the pain of the thought. Olivia thought I would forbid her from seeing her mother? My mother thought I would forbid her from helping? “You know, I never wanted to be Alpha.” It took me a minute to realize what Astor had said. I looked up at him as he sat across the table from me. “What?” Astor shrugged. “I was never in line, of course, not seriously. Didn’t you notice I put up no argument when you challenged me for the position?” I could tell him I thought he didn’t have the courage to fight me, but though that was true, it suddenly wasn’t anymore.

Our head manager was doing her job well, and knowing that; she was more than excited for the raise that she would be getting, and truth be told; she deserved it. “Do you really believe that they would be trusting her enough to give her a badge to work with?” Yaroslav asked suddenly. It was the one issue we had. Sure, we were connected with businesses and the men were my allies. But there was always the possibility of them not accepting Anastasia, and I wouldn’t be able to blame them.

Aside from that, one of my people spoke to her without my permission, and now that same man was critically injured because of the Astleys. Philip deserved it, but why did he speak to her? Those are the questions lingering in my head. I clenched my fists beneath the table, keeping my expression neutral despite the irritation building inside me. Also, I genuinely had no idea why the Astleys kept targeting us when we hadn’t initiated anything against them. Satana had informed me that we were being blamed for what happened to one of the Astleys’ men, and that was supposedly justification enough for retaliation. The entire reasoning was absurd. I don’t even waste my time thinking about them, so w

Edwards who was pouring himself some tea. "Yup. You've earned it." I don't fucking believe that and because I know how I even landed this job in the first place, I ask, "Is this Oliver's doing?" "What?" He doesn't flinch or act differently, just shocked I'd mention that. "This has nothing to do with Oliver. Why do you doubt your hard work? You had a higher work rate than your colleagues-" "But there are others who qualify for this promotion. I don't. You know about the..." I felt uncomfortable just mentioning it. I was lacking a certificate.

Stella inquired, narrowing her eyes. I could tell she was just mad at the situation, and not at me, so there wasn’t any need for me to lie to her, especially when she was being so honest with me. “I heard about it,” I admitted as my shoulders naturally slumped. I’ve been tensed all morning since finding out the news, and I still felt that Christopher owed me some answers. “And you have no idea why she was given a promotion she didn’t deserve when there are other worthy people out there?” Stella probed, lifting a brow.