Chris lifted his gaze to hers and met the blank look in her eyes, her face seemingly devoid of any sincerity.
His face remained outwardly calm, but inside, his emotions were like a storm. He had never expected them to end like this and he certainly hadn't anticipated the harshness in Anna's words.
For a moment, it made him want to smile. He couldn’t exactly say that he completely hated this little spat between them. At least, it made him realize how much she had changed and that she had grown out of love with him.
It made his blood boil with anger.
“I didn’t do anything to hurt you when we were married,” he said. “At least not intentionally. You already made it clear that you don’t want to have anything to do with me. I don't know why we're still having this conversation."
"You're right Chris," she said with a resigned tone, "I think it's best if we part ways now. We don't belong to the same world anymore."
He nodded while smiling in his heart. She didn't know what and who he was. She was going to find out soon. He would take his time. He watched as Anna walked away.
He couldn't help but clench his fists, his fingers digging into his palms, as he realized that the woman he once loved had become such a utilitarian figure.
As Anna's figure receded into the distance, Chris's thoughts swirled. He had invested so much of himself in their past relationship, and he didn't think he would love another like he loved her.
His phone rang just then. He looked at the screen to see the name of the General Manager of his company flashing. He wasn't expecting the call.
"Hello."
The General Manager's voice was serious as he spoke. "Sir, I heard that you've gone through a divorce recently. I wanted to speak with you about the cooperation with your ex's company."
Chris was caught off guard by the mention of his recent divorce. He hadn't expected that news of his personal life would make its way to the upper echelons of the company.
The news did travel fast, especially among the elites. "Yes, that's correct," he replied. "We did get divorced."
The General Manager continued, "I know that your ex's company has been a significant partner for us, but I've decided to pause the collaboration until I hear from you. I want to know if you believe the partnership should continue."
Chris's mind raced. The collaboration with his ex's company had been a secret, he'd partnered with her company because he believed in her and his partnership with her company would create more opportunity for her. And Anna had no idea.
He had always kept his family, business, and net worth a secret, even from her. He wondered how the divorce would affect the partnership of both companies.
He contemplated the situation for a moment, weighing the pros and cons. He knew he could call off the partnership and it would greatly affect her company.
After a brief silence, he finally spoke, a wry smile on his face. "Go ahead," he said, "you can have a renegotiation with them, but let's make it clear that this partnership won't benefit them as much as they might think. Consider it my last gift to her."
The General Manager on the other end of the call seemed to sense the underlying emotions in Chris's words.
"I understand, sir," he replied, his tone sympathetic. "We'll proceed with the collaboration, but we won't make any concessions that are beyond our best interests."
Chris nodded.
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Meanwhile, at the party, Anna was engaged in lively conversations with various businessmen. Word had gotten around that she had a significant cooperation with Chris's company, the businessmen surrounding her couldn't resist flattering her and vying for her attention. They wanted her to help them also secure partnerships with the company.
Her sudden craving for some almond cake briefly took her away from the group. She headed off to a shadowed section of the room and began to dig in silently when she felt someone walk next to her.
It was Mr Anderson, an acquaintance she had met some months back at a conference.
“You’re quite the loner, Mrs Robinson,” he said. “You always seem to somehow extricate yourself from group gatherings.”
"Just call me Anna." She said simply.
She didn’t know what to make of that observation, but deep down, she knew he was right. She was naturally an introvert.
"Oh well... I'm an introvert. It's nice to see you, Mr Anderson."
"Just call me Daniel." He said. He leaned in with a suave grin. "Anna, I've heard about your collaboration with Swan company. I must say, it's a brilliant move. Your company is lucky to have such a dynamic partner."
Anna accepted the praise gracefully. "Thank you, Daniel."
"I'd love to explore collaborations with your company, Anna. If you ever consider diversifying your partnerships, please do keep us in mind."
Her eyes sparkled with pride as she said, "I definitely will."
He left her.
She watched as he went over to some other guests who stood in the corner with drinks in their hands.
Her smile wavered for a moment, and her eyes drifted to her glass. She recounted how she had worked hard and built her company from the ground up without help.
However, what she didn't know was that Chris had a hand in her company's success from the onset. He had used his influence to push investors into partnering with her. He even made the CMO of his company partner with her, even when he wasn't in charge of the company, that is, during the traditional trial period.
She had a helping hand, even if she didn't see it at the time. Yes, Chris had sold his house for her and it had been a catalyst for her success. She had tried to pay him off but he blatantly refused. He gave her the money she needed to start up, but her hard work got her this far.
"Hey, Anna. I was looking for you." Carter said as we walked up to her.
"Oh, I was tired of socializing and decided to come have some of these tasty almond cakes." She said, smiling.
Carter, who was from one of the most prestigious families in the city, had been initially drawn to her beauty when they first met, and their friendship had grown into a close working relationship and friendship.
Their chat was interrupted when Anna's phone rang. She glanced at the incoming call and her smile faded slightly. It was the manager of one of the companies partnering with hers.
She excused herself from her conversation with Carter and answered the call, "Hello?"
The manager on the other end of the line had a grave expression, "Mrs Robinson, I regret to inform you that the cooperation with our company has been paused."
Her eyes widened in disbelief. "Paused?" she repeated, trying to process the information. "But why?"
The manager explained, "The decision was made at the request of the CMO. He expressed concerns about the partnership, and the General Manager has decided to halt the collaboration until further notice."
Anna stood there, looking helpless. She suddenly felt cheated.
Carter, who had been observing Anna's conversation, furrowed his brow in concern. He leaned in closer, trying to catch every word.
Anna's initial shock turned into frustration and confusion. "This is.... unexpected. Why the sudden change? I had assurances from the General Manager that our collaboration would continue."
The manager replied. "I understand your disappointment, Madam. But the decision has been made. We'll need to wait for further instructions from the CMO and the General Manager."
She ended the call with disappointment and a tinge of anger, not knowing what next to do....
“I’ll be back soon. I want to use the restroom.” Anna said to Carter and quickly hurried off to the bathroom.She was frustrated enough to head off to the bathroom. The moment she stood before the mirror, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked dejected and distraught.The evening wasn't going as planned. All her big clients whom she was in partnership with had called her just this evening, a few minutes in succession, to pause their contract.What she didn't know was that they all partnered with her due to Chris's influence. The news of their divorce was spreading and the companies had to pause their partnership with her. They weren't sure where they stood in the recent news of their failed marriage.Tears escaped her eyes and she sobbed for a few minutes. When she looked up, her face was soaked from the tears. She’d never imagined everything would crumble so soon.Her fingers found their way to her hair and gripped the curly mass in trepidation."What am I going to do
The waiter watched as the man retrieved something from his breast pocket and slipped it into the drink. He curiously watched as the man gently stirred the glass, waited for the fizz to subside and turned to hand it over to the woman walking towards him. Then he knew.He knew the man didn't have good intentions. What's with the rich and being sinister? He wondered. He quickly went in search of Potter, the butler.The waiter found Mr Potter outside. "Sir, you won't believe what I just saw."Potter looked impatient." This isn't time for gossip and chatter Today. Get back to work." He sounded impatient too."No sir, this is urgent. I saw one of the guests drug a lady's drink. We need to do something.""What? Are you sure about what you're telling me?""I'm one hundred percent positive sir.""These people are wealthy and influential people, son. Any wrong accusations, especially of something this grave, won't go down well. So I'm asking again, are you sure?""Yes sir. I know what I saw.""
Carter's face contorted with a mixture of fury and fear as he hastily grabbed his phone from the carpeted floor. Panic tinged his voice as he quickly dialed the security line."Security, this is Carter. There's an intruder in the lobby, armed and dangerous. Get in here now!" His words were sharp. Chris ignored him, his savage mood reflecting on his face. He was conflicted as he watched Anna lying unconsciously. He’d done some hard things in his life, but none of them had been as difficult as letting Anna go and having to watch her get cozy with another man, especially a man like Carter. On one hand, his heart burned with malice that she’d left him just at the turning point. She'd left him after he had given her all the love he could. She'd left him for someone she felt was wealthier than him. In her own words, 'she needed a real man'.On the other hand, he knew she was vulnerable and Carter had exploited her vulnerability. Even going as far as drugging her, just to get her into his
As Chris looked at the scene, he was almost forced to leave Anna in that state, after all, she got what she deserved for trusting a low-life scum like Carter. But he couldn't, Anna was merely shortsighted and materialistic, he couldn't blame her for being that way, she was after all just finding her place in the big elite world and she was bound to fall prey to the likes of Carter. "She wanted the drink, I didn't force her," Carter stated in defense, his hands still cupping his nose. Chris glared at the man and thought of throwing the second punch, but he held back, unwilling to cause any scene that would bring the press and mess with his family's reputation. "I'd suggest you get the hell out of here while you still can." He sneered. Carter's nose was still bleeding profusely from the targeted punch as he fled the hotel room, leaving his coat and cell phone behind, hurried and afraid that security would be involved in what he'd done soon. Christian turned to Anna who was on the
The room hushed as Christian walked in, striding directly to the podium where a compere stood with the microphone, ready to announce his reinstatement into the Robinson family. But Christian didn't want that, he had other plans. "I don't think that announcement should be made tonight." He said beside the willowy young man. "I'm sorry, but it's direct orders." He replied, gesturing to Christian's grandfather, Pete Robinson who sat regally at the left wing on a chair fashioned as a throne. "Do not make any announcements yet, let me speak to him," Chris said as he walked across the room to Pete. "You've been busy tonight for a man who should be reclaiming his place," Pete said, his eyes furrowed at him. "I had things to sort out." He replied and Pete snorted under his breath. "Your ex-wife?" He asked rhetorically and Chris could answer that, obviously Pete had eyes on him the entire night. "I don't think this family needs any cheap scandal, if you're divorced then keep it tha
Hogan Robinson smirked as he saw the flashlights around him, he'd come with his own media team and they were eager to take pictures of the two men facing down, shaking hands with an angry sneer on Christian's face. "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you to smile," he said and then leaned in to whisper, "That is for the front page tomorrow." He added and with a loud laugh, he walked into the party. Christian sighed and turned to hail a taxi just as a limousine parked right before him, the window came down and Potter said, "Sorry I'm late, I had to make sure everything was handled." He said and then got the door for Christian who slid into the backseat and they drove off, glad to be finally away from the drama of the night. ______________________________________________________ Christian woke up quite early, he was not a deep sleeper and he certainly was an early bird. The hotel he slept at was the best in the city, Potter had made sure the penthouse suite booked was perfect and a
Christian remained calm, he knew a meeting was going to be held soon by his grandfather, Potter had informed him so, he had to have his head cooled and ready to handle whatever questions people would raise. Inhaling deeply, Cheistain gave a good sign and relaxed, deciding to put the strange call out of his mind and focus on the present which was reclaiming the respect of all staff in the company. He'd been away for far too long and had to make sure his respect was intact as a member of the Robinson dynasty. As expected, a knock came at the door and Justin jerked up from studying his features and nodded there. "I'm sure Pa Pete is here to summon the staff and announce to you," Justin said, his tone a little excited. "Sir, the chief director requires your presence at the conference grounds." A messenger said briskly as he entered. "You can go, I'll find my way there, I still remember my way around here." He replied and the man left with a nod. "He is." Christian turned to t
Christian merely smirked at the outrage, many members of the table were rather eager to agree with Hogan. Most believed that indeed he was trying to outsmart them all. Pa Pete raised his fist and a hush fell in the room, many stared at him condescendingly but could not oppose his authority. Hogan, now by the table, right beside Jupiter's seat, had his eyes leveled on Pa Pete, almost challengingly. "You ask if Jupiter knows of his reinstatement into the family? Who do you think would dare make such a call if not Jupiter?" Pete asked rhetorically. "You fail to understand him, we all believe that, all we want to see is prove that indeed we are not being played by his...boy." another member of the board said, all the while Hogan nodded to the discord he'd fueled. "It's rather strange how you all suddenly wish to see the same Jupiter you've regarded as a god, a deity, now you're eager to receive confirmation." Christian laughed heartily and leaned on his armrest, staring at