"boss, Miss Grooks came came to our mall a few hours earlier..." Caymon said then drifted off, on purpose, wanting to see his boss' expression.
Aiden Kingsley paused on his steps, his shoulders tightening. He had stepped out from signing a multi-millionaire merger and had practically threatened the businessmen to almost soaking their pants. Yet, he was merely flustered by a woman who confidently called him her sugar baby.
Caymon smiled knowingly. Aiden presumed his walk towards his private office . He sat at his large desk which stood near the window, carved from dark oak, with sleek laptop and a golden lamp resting near on top, on a soft leather chair. his sitting could make anyone feel a sense of submission, as if they were but mere ants in his presence.
Caymon slowly walked to the crystal decanter and took a bottle of whisker. He filled the glass with whiskey and delivered it to him.
"Why did I only got informed about this now?" Aiden finally spoke after a long silence.
"Because if I'd told you about it earlier, you would have immediately dropped everything and went to her" Caymon explained calmly
"Well isn't that chasing her though?" Aiden muttered to himself as he leaned on his chair.
"not entirely... It is true that girls love attention but they also have boundaries. she needs someone who understands her boundaries and supports her fully... not a brooding guy who stalks her" Caymon explained
"I'm not brooding and i am not stalking her, I'd rather call it observing... plus ladies love it when they are being watched" Aiden tried to defend himself
"oh please... Have you seen yourself on a mirror? You look like you want to murder someone's whole generation with just your gaze. its like you are staring at someone like a oiece of meat waiting to be devoured"
"Then what should i do?"
"First, id have to teach you how to approach someone without giving them a sense of wanting to piss their pants... try to smile.."
Aiden turned to him and lifted his lips. OH dear-It looked like his face had just remembered a bad math problem. His lips stretched wide, but instead of 'friendly' it screamed 'help, my jaw is broken'. One corner went up, the other sideways, and his teeth-oh his teeth-popped out like a confused piano keys. Caymon didn't know whether to smile back or to just call an exorcist. Honestly, it was less 'warm grin' and more 'cartoon villain caught in a wind tunnel'
"Stop just stop!" Caymon quickly said
"why?"
"You just look like you came to ruin my life. I'd have to search for another method."
He had gone through many challenges with aiden. Whether destroying ploys, drug rings, trafficking, taking down companies wherther large or small, destroying enemies but this... was really a big challenge for his boss. Caymon felf pity fo his boss
Aiden saw the look from his subordinate and he immediately shot him a warning glare.
Caymon threw his hands in mock surrender and scrambled out of his office. Aiden turned on his laptop. Watching the recording of Tempest's shopping spree. Her smiling and chatting then at the parking lot...
Aiden's gaze turned murderous already preparing a murder plan but then, he remembered that he shouldn't kill anyone or he will scare Tempest.
Tempest had turned the most ruthless guy in the whole country into a big softie without her noticing.
DING!
HOST RECIEVES FREE LOTTERY ROLL ON EVERY SUNDAY! HOST PLEASE DRAW YOUR LOTTERY!
The system woke her up per usual but htis time she was shocked by the system
"No ,mission for me today?"
THE HOST'S WEEKEND IS FOR REST! EVEN QUEENS NEED DAYS OFF!
"Are you getting sarcastic with me?"
HOST PLEASE DRAW YOUR LOTTERY!
"Fine fine! draw it!"
DING!
HOST HAS ACQUIRED HIGHTEN CONSTRUCTIONS FIRM!
Tempest beamed. it was just the thing she needed for her own construction. almost immediately her phone rang. A call from an unknown number
"Miss Grooks, this is Yans Steward from Highten Construction firm. we received message that you the new owner of our company. When will you come to the company so that we may have discussion regarding the acquisition and management"
"Well, since I am free today, i will visit the firm. I'll be there by 10am" Tempest replied
"We will gladly prepare for your arrival boss" Yans Steward replied cheerfully.
Tempest hang up and immediately took a shower and dressed up. Breakfast was already prepared at the dining room. Everyone had already dressed up waiting for her to join them since she was their boss.
After breakfast, they got to their respective cars. They arrived at Heighten Construction Firm five minutes to 10 Am. At the entrance, there was a commotion that got the lobby slightly crowded by office workers.
Tempst watched the commotion from a distance in the car.
"Should we go in?" Flora asked calmly.
Whatever was happening at the door, it was not a welcoming occasion
"I think someone is trying to cause trouble" Anna commented with a frown.
She was already wondering who was causing trouble at her boss' new company.
"Let's go check" Tempest said calmly and stepped out.
Upon arrival, the office workers surrounding the commotion apparently moved to create a path for them. The aura that Tempest was giving off was deadly, plus, together with her bodyguards, it sent chills.
At the center of the commotion was none other than her former step mother. The current matriach of the Laurasia family. A mid-forties woman in a tailored business suit who stood with confidence and authority. Her polished appearance, composed expression, and professional posture gave off strong corporate leader and executive vibes.
Victoria Hayes stood infront of a bispecatal man. The man radiated pure authority and stubbornness. He had brown pixey cut styled hair. Under the specs were large brow eyes radiating pure confidence. He wore a black suit.
Apparently, the commotion was about the new boss of the firm. Victoria Hayes wanted to buy the shares of the firm and merge it with her own firm. The former boss of Heighten Constructions Firm refused to sell it to her. Then news arrived at her desk that someone else bought the firm. This brought her to absolute fury. She arrived with the intention of finding out who the new boss was and to try to persuade. Or perhaps try to influence the new boss.
Well, her luck was about to hit the mud because the new boss was none other than the stepdaughter she disowned