On weekends, Damian would come to the company. Before assuming the CEO role, he had to go through all the company's documents. Damian purposely did this on the weekend to avoid employee disturbances.
Today, Damian brought in the top audit team in the country despite the disagreement over the cost with Atlantis. Ultimately, Damian used his savings to cover the expenses not included in the company's annual budget. The audit team will reveal all the corruption data today.
As Damian entered the lobby, memories of Camille humiliating him in front of a crowd by pouring food on him resurfaced in his mind.
"Young Master, let's go," Nick interrupted Damian's thoughts.
"I'm coming!" Damian followed Nick into the elevator.
Damian and Nick worked through the company's files while waiting for the audit team to finish examining the financial data transparently. Damian searched Marcel's office and found a photo of Davina and Marcel together hidden in a drawer.
"Even after seeing this evidence, I couldn't believe that Davina was Marcel's fiancée. They don't seem to like each other. Is there another reason for Davina to be engaged to him?" Damian pondered, placing the photo back in the drawer.
"Marcel took my wife. I want him to experience the pain of losing his fiancée to me. I'll ensure it's more than just an eye for an eye."
After returning to work, Damian asked one of the audit team members examining Marcel's computer, "How is it? Did you find anything?"
"Don't ask me. My team leader will explain everything to you later," the auditor replied, entirely focused on the computer screen.
Damian chuckled softly. "I'm paying you a lot of money. Can't you at least give me a hint?"
"We've uncovered numerous concealed financial formulas and fake budgets. In all my years of auditing, this is the first time I've found such easily accessible evidence of corruption despite the significant scale of the corruption. There were many suspicious transactions involving the accounting staff and finance manager. Is the current finance director new to the position?"
"You're right. He's only been the finance director for three years," Damian confirmed.
"No wonder. It's clear that he's quite cunning but lacks experience."
After lunch, Damian, Nick, and the audit team gathered in the boardroom to discuss the company's financial statements. The auditors examined, analyzed, and interpreted the accounting records to prepare the financial statements, provided advice, and audited and evaluated statements prepared by others for WW Technology company. They also installed or advised on systems to record costs or other financial and budgetary data for the company.
"Even the finance managers are involved in the corruption?" Upon learning that his ex-wife was implicated in the corruption case, Damian expressed his surprise, knowing that Camille had held the finance manager position not long ago.
"Yes, ten individuals were directly involved in the company's budget corruption. The main perpetrator is the finance director," the head of the audit team replied.
"Young Master, should I inform Mr. Wilson?" Nick inquired.
"You may inform my father, but let him know I will handle this my way."
Nick diligently followed every order given by Damian. Thanks to the audit team's efforts, Damian finally obtained evidence of irregularities in the budget reports spanning the past three years. Once their work was completed, the audit team left the company.
"What is your plan now, Young Master?" Nick inquired as he helped Damian organize the documents on the table.
"Simply firing them won't bring much satisfaction for rookie criminals like them," Damian replied with a faint smile. Nick looked at Damian in surprise.
"What exactly are you planning? This is the first time you've meticulously strategized against someone else. It's a bit unsettling. You seem like a completely different person."
Damian stood leaning against the luxurious conference table. His revenge plan was now clearly laid out.
"Just sit back and enjoy the show. I will be their worst nightmare this time, dressed as a daydream."
On this momentous day, Damian adorned himself in a white suit with a blue shawl lapel meticulously designed by a renowned fashion designer. His Ivy League hairstyle only enhanced his already striking appearance.
Following Davina's advice, Damian also enlisted the help of a professional makeup artist to transform his appearance akin to that of a famous actor. After emerging from his room, Nick and Atlantis were taken aback by Damian's complete metamorphosis.
"Damian?" Nick questioned, scarcely believing that the dashing man before them was the same nerdy Damian they had known. He could hardly recognize him.
"Are you truly my son?" Atlantis voiced his astonishment at Damian's profound change in appearance.
"If you had looked like this in school, there would have been hordes of girls chasing after you." Nick still struggled to grasp that his once nerdy and unappealing boss could now pass like a model.
Damian had always possessed a physique that could rival a model's simply because he was clueless about fashion and lacked knowledge in choosing comfortable clothing and hairstyles that suited him.
"Does my appearance differ that much today? Should I change into my usual attire? I rarely use hair gel. This soft lens is also uncomfortable. I thought it was better to use glasses." Damian questioned his newfound appearance upon witnessing Atlantis and Nick's reactions.
"If I had realized just how handsome you are, perhaps I should have enrolled you in movie auditions instead of promoting you to CEO," Atlantis mused with a touch of absurdity.
"Your words are nonsensical, Dad."
"Do not change your clothes or hairstyle today. It would be best to continue wearing this ensemble and maintaining your current hairstyle, if possible. It suits you perfectly," Nick exclaimed with excitement.
"Let's go. I am eager to introduce my son to the world as the sole heir of WW Technology."
At first, Davina didn't want to come to WW Technology's birthday. Ultimately, Davina decided to go because she didn't want to miss the show. The company's fiftieth-anniversary event was strictly organized. If there was no invitation, you were not allowed to enter the event. The number of press media attending was minimal.
"I seem to have been lied to by Damian. Everyone who came today was wearing different colors of clothes." At the same time, the idea of a white dress is not bad at all. It helps Davina didn't want to worry about the dress code today.
Although she didn't know anyone at the event, Davina tried to be calm alone when people were chatting. Tonight's event was lavish and festive.
Davina took a glass of champagne from the waiter, and then Davina could see Camille and Marcel, who were laughing with their other coworkers. Davina tried to hide behind the crowd, dodging so Camille and Marcel wouldn't find her.
"Their level of craziness is on the same level, and they fit together so well."
Unconcerned, Davina turned to look at the many different desserts that were served. Davina ate them one by one with gusto without feeling embarrassed.
"Why are their desserts so good? Even the dessert shops I usually buy from aren't this good."
The main show had already started, and Davina stopped eating to watch today main show.
"Let's welcome the CEO of WW Technology, Atlantis Wilson!"
The sound of applause filled the room as Atlantis walked into it, with lights highlighting his every step. Even from a distance, Davina could feel Atlantis' authoritative aura.
"Many thanks to all the employees of the WW Technology companies who have fought together over the past few years. Thank you for your hard work." Atlantis began his speech.
"The company's fiftieth-anniversary event will differ from previous company anniversaries. I'm fifty-five this year, so I think it's the right time to retire. I want to spend some time on vacation with my wife before I can't walk far."
All the employees present at the event were shocked to hear such a sudden retirement announcement. The atmosphere was abuzz with talk of Atlantis' retirement plans.
"I know you're surprised to hear this news but trust me, this is not a sudden decision. I've been planning this since ages ago."
"Today, as I retire from my position as CEO, I will introduce all the new CEOs who will take my place to you."
Damian strode confidently into the room, met with a warm round of applause from the employees. Standing by Atlantis' side, he flashed a genuine smile.
"Good evening, everyone. I am pleased to introduce Damian Wilson, the sole heir of the esteemed WW Technology. I promise to work hard and fulfill my duties to the best of my abilities. In the coming days, let us forge strong and prosperous relationships as colleagues."
The shattering of glass commanded everyone's attention. Camille, who had accidentally dropped her champagne glass, could only offer a sheepish smile as all eyes turned toward her.
Across the room, Davina struggled to contain her amusement at Camille's startled expression. She had no regrets about witnessing today's event, which had provided her with such entertainment. Camille's pale, nervous face was displayed, contrasting her typically composed demeanor.
"Duncan's decision to unveil his true identity as part of his revenge plan was a brilliant move," Davina pondered, curious about Damian's next move.
"On behalf of the entire Wilson family, I want to extend my heartfelt gratitude to all of the employees who have dedicated their time and efforts to the success of WW Technology throughout the years. In celebration of my first day as CEO, I will personally provide every one of you with a bonus for your hard work. Today is a joyous occasion, and I am honored to have you all witness this momentous day in my life."
Davina was taken aback as Damian approached her and positioned himself directly in front of her. She had thought he hadn't noticed her presence. Her eyes widened in surprise as Damian unexpectedly lowered himself to one knee and opened a ring box.
The room was once again filled with excitement as Damian proposed to a woman on his first day as CEO. It was an elaborate and public display of his intentions. Camille stood frozen, her mind racing to process the unexpected turn of events, ultimately succumbing to the shock and fainting.
Meanwhile, Marcel struggled to contain his emotions, refraining from dragging Davina away. He still possessed a modicum of sanity, determined not to embarrass himself in front of the assembled crowd.
Damian and Davina were adorned in matching white outfits, representing their alignment in this public spectacle. Damian took out a dazzling diamond ring and presented it to Davina.
"My dearest Davina Claire, you are not merely an extraordinary woman but a force of nature in every sense. Your grace, strength, and kindness inspire me every single day. I cannot envision my life without you by my side. You have become my closest friend, confidante, and greatest supporter. Today, in this public gesture, I take this opportunity to ask you to join me as my partner for life, embarking on a beautiful journey filled with love and growth. Will you marry me and make all of my dreams come true?”
Davina found herself caught between Scylla and Charybdis. Damian had stolen the spotlight and trapped her within this grand spectacle. This situation seemed to be a perfect solution for Damian to kill two birds with one stone.
Now, Davina faced a choice. Would she accept Damian's proposal or flee from this overwhelming situation?
Davina repeatedly checked to confirm that the man standing before her was Damian. Although Davina had always found Damian's geeky appearance endearing, she had never seen him look so immaculate. A thought crossed Davina's mind – where had Damian learned such beautiful words for his proposal? Was he a natural at charming women? Ever since Damian approached her, Davina had been lost in daydreams, finding it hard to believe this situation was happening.The proposal had also caught Atlantis and Nick off guard, leaving them just as surprised as Davina. "Davina?" Damian called out, breaking her reverie."Huh?" Davina snapped back to reality, only to realize that a crowd of onlookers had gathered around them.Damian extended his hand, revealing a ring. Davina's gaze seemed to convey a silent message, questioning whether they had discussed this before. She was torn about what to do, but at the same time, she couldn't bear to let Damian stay on his knees for too long.If Davina were to reject
"This feels like a nightmare. There is no way nerdy Damian could be the rightful successor of a large company. And the thought of Damian proposing to my best friend, Davina, is unimaginable." Camille pondered in the company's medical room, trying to understand what had transpired after regaining consciousness."No, no, it must have been a terrible dream. I have known Damian for three years of our marriage, and he has always been a geeky, ordinary guy. There's no way he could be a CEO." Camille tried to convince herself amidst the lingering confusion.Just then, Marcel entered the medical room, his tone unkind. "How could my fiancée be involved with your husband?" he questioned.Camille felt a shiver run down her spine, realizing it wasn't just a bad dream. "So, it wasn't a dream after all?" she whispered, the reality sinking in.Marcel tightened his grip on Camille's hand. "Why did Damian propose to my fiancée?" he asked, enraged."I don't understand why you are angry with me. You saw
Upon observing Marcel's serene presence on the sofa, a cascade of concern furrowed Davina's brow. The extraordinary calm that enveloped Marcel ignited Davina's already brimming suspicion and fear. Glimpses of Marcel's thoughts danced behind Davina's eyes, especially after witnessing the public acceptance of Damian's proposal. Today, wearing an ethereal white dress intended to veil the still-fresh scars, Davina resolved to alter her appearance. Shedding the delicate attire, Davina donned a loose-fitting sweater and trousers, meticulously innovatively arranging her locks. Determined to shield herself from the formidable force of Marcel's presence in her abode, Davina busied herself with concocting honey-infused water to alleviate the hangover-after effects. The avoidance of Marcel became her sole objective.After an enduring silence, Marcel finally broke the tension with his questioning gaze. "Have you betrayed me by accepting the proposal from that oddball?" he inquired, piercing the
Damian had been waiting for hours at his message location, but his new fiancée-to-be never arrived. Despite the long wait, he couldn't help but wonder, "Did something happen to Davina?"Approaching Damian after three hours of waiting, Nick said, "I told you that woman looks unbelievable. You're not unemployed, Damian, but you're back to being a young master."Damian turned to Nick with curiosity. "Have you met Davina before? Why such a dislike for her?"Silent and unable to answer, Nick gave Damian a sense that today was not the day to press him. But Damian made a mental note to ensure Nick answered his questions honestly another day. "Give me the car keys. It would be best if you went home. I'll visit Davina on my own."Hesitant to hand over the car keys, Nick voiced his concern. "Are you sure it's okay to go alone? Wouldn't it be better if I went with you?""I'm giving you half a day off, so use it to rest," Damian replied, pulling out a debit card for Nick to buy necessities using
Davina has been waiting for Marcel's arrival for the past hour. Despite being off work today, she is dressed in semi-formal attire, specifically a white lace blow collar dress with a black ribbon. Due to Marcel's frequent abuse, Davina always wears stockings whenever she dons a short skirt to conceal her wounds. The only person who has seen her injuries in the past two years is Damian. A smile lights up Davina's face as she spots Marcel's car parked in front of the penthouse apartment building. Without needing any instructions, she confidently gets into Marcel's black car. "You look gorgeous today," Marcel compliments her. "You've only caught a glimpse of me. How can you make such a conclusion?" Davina responds indifferently. "Even without fully seeing you, you will always be beautiful," Marcel says, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. Throughout the journey, Davina and Marcel hardly exchange many words, consumed by their thoughts. Davina does not provoke Marcel's anger, fearing th
Damian drove the car aimlessly, unaware of where to search for Davina. As the rain poured down relentlessly, his concern for Davina grew. No matter how many times Damian dialed her number, she wouldn't answer."I have no idea where I am," Damian admitted, realizing he had become lost due to his reckless driving. Eventually, he found himself on a lonely road, surrounded solely by towering trees."Davina, where could you be? I hope you are safe if I can't locate you today," Damian murmured anxiously.Damian eased his foot off the accelerator as a figure caught his eye - a woman struggling to walk in the pouring rain. The familiar attire made Damian's heart race, and without hesitation, he pulled the car to a stop in front of her."Davina? Is that you?" Damian questioned, narrowing his gaze to ensure he wasn't mistaken.Indeed, the limping figure was none other than Davina. With swift strides, Damian closed the distance between them. His mind was concerned for her, neglecting even the th
Davina awoke with surprise, finding a fever pack affixed to her forehead. The medicine had cleared her mind, allowing her to think more clearly. She sat up and carefully removed the IV from the back of her hand.Making her way to the window, she opened the curtains, revealing the vast and luxurious room for the first time."Camille must regret divorcing Damian for someone asshole like Marcel," Davina admitted, captivated by the room's exquisite interior design.To her astonishment, the door swung open, and Damian entered, equally taken aback by Davina standing as if nothing had happened."Are you awake? How are you? Are you okay?" Damian approached Davina, concerned."I'm fine. Thank you for caring for me," Davina replied, embarrassed that Damian had witnessed her at her lowest."Don't stand up. You're not stable yet. Let's sit down," Damian guided Davina to the sofa.Davina realized her legs were severely bruised and struggled to walk properly. Suddenly, Damian moved her leg onto his
"How long have you been observing me?"Damian was genuinely curious."Why are you so confident that I observe you?" Davina attempted to evade the question."Your previous words give it away," Damian replied."We didn't know each other before, so why would I have noticed you? I meant your presence at the divorce court," Davina tried to cover up her previous lie by pretending to focus on finishing her food.Damian ceased questioning, realizing that Davina was not ready to answer that one. Had he asked too many questions today?Seeing that Davina had finished her breakfast, Damian signaled to the maid to clear away the food and cutlery."Is this outfit Camille's?" Davina looked at the nightgown she was wearing, clearly uncomfortable. The cowl neck slip nightdress made of satin overexposed of Davina's body. Over the past two years, Damian had always worn long clothes covering his arms and legs."That belongs to my stepmother. It seems she doesn't own normal pajamas. Camille never knew about