Fuck, that just embodies every thing he believed.If that is indeed true, then there as no way he would sit back and allow one person to stain his image as well as wreck down his company, if what Rebecca is saying is to be believed.“Do you have any idea how long we have until that happens?” He asked Rebecca, who was studying the contents of the file so seriously.“Give or take six months.” She shook her head, dropping the paper with a sigh. “This is a big deal. If the perpetrator was siphoning money out in small increments, it probably won't have been noticed for years but look at this…” she turns the file so he could see it. The margin on each gap was significantly bigger than the last, if not three time bigger. “He or she is taking too much at various intervals. Keep this up and there'll be nothing left from company's fund.”“Then we have to stop it.” Sean decided. “There's no way I'm going to allow that to happen, not under my watch.”“Why are you so concerned? Turn this over to t

Hadley was wise enough not to poke the sleeping bear farther than he could handle, and he retreated glancing down in submission.“Why did you do it?” Sean asked, curious as to what would drive him so far to siphon such huge amounts.“I don't have to answer you.” Hadley spat, defiance in his eyes.Sean put back a smile. “You think so?”He nods, dumbly following what Sean says. “Yes. Even if it is true that you're the Lambert heir and owner of the company, I think you don't deserve it.”Each word was aimed to hit him at the lowest point. Sean's icy facade threatened to crack but he stomped down on his feelings.“Whoever entrusted something so priceless into your hands must be a fool!” Hadley was still talking, driving a wedge between Sean's beliefs.“That's enough!” Sean yelled, his hand raised to punch Hadley.Using every ounce of willpower he had, Sean held back from punching him, his hands hovering a couple of inches above Hadley's face.Nobody moved, enraptured by the scene unfoldin

The Next Day….“Sir, right this way.” A fierce-looking man clad in a tight black suit cut his way through the crowd to guide Sean up the stairs.When Moriah got back to him last night- which he didn't expect such a quick response- asking him to meet her at the headquarters, Lambert Incorporated, Sean wasn't expecting such a large crowd gathered outside awaiting him.How the hell did they even know he was here?“What's going on?” Sean straightened his jacket which was slightly rumpled in the crush.A glance at the entrance showed an even larger crowd gathered out front, more people at the entrance. “Word got leaked to the press that you would be turning up here.” The man answered, halting at the elevator.It had a red sign which showed it was in use, so they had to wait a bit.Sean was comfortable with the silence, even though it wracked his nerves skyrocketing his anxiety through the roof. The elevator dinged and opened up seconds later, a woman and a man who all loved you walked ou

Two Months later….“Sir, Sir, wait up!” Rebecca ran after Sean her hand stretched out holding a file. Sean stopped talking and his detail stopped with him too.“What is it, Rebecca, I have to get on the air in less than thirty minutes.” He warned sternly.Fortunately, two months together has taught Rebecca not to take Sean's words to heart, he was quite terrible working under pressure.“I know and um, you're going to need this.” She panted, handing over the file.Sean took it without a word, flipping through its contents. He realized that it was his opening speech and brief of what he had planned to say during the interview.Well damn, that just changed everything.“I had no idea I forgot it.” His face stretched into a smile. “What would I do without you?”“Nothing really, but remember that thought the next time you're angry at me and threaten to fire me.” Rebecca teased, walking backward while simultaneously shooing him away. “You're going to be late…sir.”Sean only nodded, spinning

Mina called out to Jason, wanting him to see who was on the screen…the man whom they wrote off a couple of months ago.Amelia's brother, Jason came down the stairs with airpods plugged into his ears. “What is it?”Mina just pointed to the TV, waiting for Jason to catch up.His eyes widened in surprise when he took in Sean sitting there cooly, interviewed before thousands of people. “Yo, isn't that Sean? The slimy dude who didn't marry Amelia?”“Why don't you try and tone it down huh?” David griped, reaching for a glass of juice behind him.Mina patted the seat next to her and Jason sat down. The rest of them were quiet for the next five minutes, listening to Sean speak.It was ironic in a way, months back they would never have listened that attentively.Sean was talking about a new business Lambert Incorporated was working on, and by his estimation, it was worth billions of dollars.A lot of money for a man who hasn't come in contact with it before.Mina watched Sean, an idea sproutin