The secretary entered Alex's office."The shareholders are now seated, sir." She announced.His lips curled into a confident grin as he rose from his chair, his posture radiating assurance. He adjusted his suit jacket with a flick of his wrist before striding out of his office.As he entered the meeting room, the murmurs that had filled the air ceased abruptly, all eyes turning to him as if he were a commanding general entering the fray. It was as if he were entering a battlefield, but it didn't faze him. None of them did.Undeterred by the intensity of the gaze upon him, he walked to the centre of the room, flanked by the shareholders on either side.Like a skilled poker player assessing his opponents, he took in the room with a keen eye, deciphering the unspoken intentions and motivations of each shareholder.But he came fully prepared for them.As he cleared his throat, the room fell into a hushed silence, every individual hanging on to his next words. "I was told you all wanted

The next morning, Alex vibrated with excitement as he saw Emily's message. A wide grin split his face as he read her apology, his fingers practically itching to type a reply. "Good morning, darling. I apologise for being unreachable yesterday. I'm sure you called. My phone was turned off.”He beamed in smiles upon reading the message.“Good morning, my angel. I hope you dreamt about me.”He added. “I was damn worried yesterday. What is your plan today?Replying to his message that she would be at home all day, he decided to spend the day with her.“Let's spend the day together. What do you say?” “Just admit that you miss me.” She replied, accompanied by an eye-rolling emoji.He beamed with smiles, shaking his head as he muttered instinctively, "She can't just stop pretending that she also does."It wasn't until the word had inadvertently slipped from his mouth that he realised Isabella was fully awake beside him. As he turned to check if she had noticed, their eyes met, and he wa

While Alex was in his office, he received a notification on his phone about an interview with Santiago.He scoffed. "The media can't simply stop fawning over him." However, that was precisely what they used to do for him when he lacked formidable competition. They were always eager to spread information about him, even distorting some facts to suit their narrative.Yes, he had acknowledged Santiago as a worthy adversary, an unprecedented occurrence. Many had attempted but failed to challenge him. None had managed to get under his skin and affect him the way Santiago did.Santiago recognised that playing the pity card could be effective, and he decided to exploit it, which was working in his favour."I'm not surprised, since most humans are naturally inclined to sympathize and take the side of individuals whose stories depict a fall from grace, regardless of the actions that led them there.” Alex muttered.The interviewer commended him for his recent success and how he felt. "To be h

On the day of the court ruling, as Alex entered his car to drive to the courthouse, his phone beeped.On checking the screen, he saw that it was a message from Henry. "Heyy. I think you were pissed by the last conversation we had, but I don't want to believe that it's the reason we haven't seen each other. You know, I've always supported you, and I will continue doing so. That was just what I thought. Regardless, I hope the ruling favours you. Let's meet today." Alex beamed with smiles as he read the message. "He is so expressive." He muttered, which was unlike him.Although the conversation did not go the way he had expected, it was not the reason he had not met with him. Henry was not a person he could stay away from. He couldn't think of what Henry could do that would prompt him to make such a decision.Alex replied to his text. "I wasn't. I have just been busy trying to put things in the right place. I'll call you after the ruling. Let's meet.”As he drove to the courthouse, a

Alex sat in his study room, surrounded by the comforting shadows that shielded him from the harsh reality outside. For two days, he watched helplessly as his company's rating plummeted, unable to devise a solution to reverse the downward spiral. Under mounting pressure, he resorted to deceiving everyone except his loyal secretary, telling them he had gone abroad for a vacation to give the impression that he was unaffected by the turmoil engulfing his company.He could hear the muffled voices of reporters clamouring for a statement outside his mansion, their presence like vultures circling prey.The weight of failure pressed heavily on his shoulders, suffocating him with each passing moment. In the meantime, he retreated into the confines of the study room, seeking solace in his secluded sanctuary, where he remained as elusive as a ghost. He avoided interactions with Isabella and Derek, immersing himself in solitude as he desperately searched for a solution to his predicament. Des