CHAPTER 15
Author: Anakin Detour
last update2024-09-05 05:35:50

Although Drake had been making much effort to marry Racheal. But she kept turning him down, she only used him to kick Adam out of her life, he was only a stepping stone for her plans. After using him to achieve what she wanted she pushed him aside.

"If you say so darling. So have you heard about the Bulgart Industry?" Monica asked, taking a sip from her drink.

"Who hasn't? It's all over the news. Sadly it's beyond our reach."

"What do you mean? Aren't you going to apply for a deal?"

Racheal rubbed her temple softly, "Mother, Bulgart is the biggest industry in the world, what makes you think they'll look at our little company."

"Well, anything is possible." Monica waved her hands.

Just then Racheal's phone rang. It was Mr. Luther.

"Hello Dad."

"Have you heard the news dear?" Mr. Luther's voice was in haste.

"What news?"

"Bulgart Industry just launched in Almond City today, and Mr. White had already bagged a partnership with them as the company's Contract Manager."

"What? You serious Dad?" Racheal's eyes widened.

"Yes I am, if Mr. White is the contract manager, it means the CEO of Bulgart Industry won't be handling the contracts himself, but Mr. White would. You need to go there immediately. I heard there's just three slots."

"I'll be right there." Racheal said and hung up the call.

Monica overheard the conversation, her body was swelling with anticipation. "That's good news Racheal, go and try your luck. I'm sure you'll be lucky."

"Thanks mum. See you later."

Racheal dashed out of the office immediately.

....

Outside the White company there were many people, shouting with the security trying to get inside the company, but it was to no avail. Some of the people present flew from different states and countries just to meet with Mr. White, working with the Bulgart Industry is a dream come true for any firm and company.

Racheal arrived outside the gate with her car, the moment She came out and saw the crowd her jaw dropped. Instantly she lost hope of getting inside, all these people were the heirs and heiress of their family, and most of them owned a much bigger company than the Odias, so if they can't get inside themselves there's no way she would.

"Why are they so crowded?" Racheal stomped her feet on the ground. Seeing there was no way to get in, she decided to go back to her office before a familiar voice called from behind.

"I can get you in if you want." It was Drake, donned in a black tailored suit. He dipped his hands in his pocket and walked towards Racheal.

"Drake, you're here too?" Racheal asked.

"Of course, this is the Bulgart Industry we're talking about. And it's owned by the wealthiest man alive, it's a dream come true for everybody." Drake chuckled lightly.

"That's true, but sadly, there won't be any slots for both of us, the company is already crowded. And I'm sure Mr. White would have gotten people to fill up the slot." Racheal said with disappointment.

"Not really, my family did get a slot." Drake said proudly.

"What? Are you for real?" Racheal asked surprised.

"Yes, you know my family is very reputable, and my dad has been doing business with Mr. White for more than thirty years, they have a good relationship. So immediately my father asked, he didn't hesitate to Grant my dad's request."

"That's so nice." Racheal began to get closer to Drake. "So you're saying you can get me in?"

"Yes, I was sent down here by my father to complete some signatures, so I can use that opportunity to sneak you inside." Drake gestured.

"That's so nice of you."

"But on one condition." He raised his index finger.

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