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Meeting adjourned
Martha couldn’t just snatch Max from the girl and dump her, just like that… no. The kids at school would paint her to be a bad person.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
The entire universe would curse at her for stealing her best friend’s boyfriend. She’d be tagged “boyfriend snatcher”. Her public persona would be ruined, her whole life would be over.
She didn’t want that to ever happen. Never ever.
“Thank you, Mia.” Smiling sweetly, Martha slowly broke away from the hug.
Her face fell all of a sudden and she began to sob wearily.
Mia noticed the change in her best friend’s countenance and she immediately asked, “what’s wrong?”
“Mia, will younforgive Max too? Please? It was really not his fault too. It just happened that way, I swear.”
Mia’s face fell. her boyfriend, Max… The only guy she’s ever had romantic feelings for. The only guy she’s ever truly loved in her entire life…
How could she possibly stay mad at him for what happened? He was simply also a victim–he wasn’t at fault either. Like Martha just said, things just turned out to be that way.
“I forgive Max as well. What happened was none of you guys’ fault.” She breathed out softly.
Martha flashed her a grateful smile, but then again, she frowned a second later.
“Mia, people will start mocking me. They’ll start saying that I snatched Max from you. Let me just commit suicide now.” She cried terribly.
“Oh, no! But I know what happened. You did no such thing!” Mia was worried for her friend.
“I know right?… But people don’t know…” The poor girl continued to cry.
Mia was not only worried, but she was also confused. She didn’t want to lose her best friend. But Martha is right… People would throw shades at her and judge her unfairly without knowing what really happened.
Martha noticed the conflicting look on Mia’s face and so, she purposely dropped the girl a hint. “Had it been that Max and I were together before the both of you started dating, the case will be different right now, but…” Her voice trailed off.
She hoped he girl wouldn’t be dumb enough to not fall for her words…
“Ah!” An idea suddenly popped up in Mia’s head. “Don’t worry. We’ll just tell them that you and Max used to be together, but I disrupted your relationship and stole Max from you. And that you have both fallen in love with each other again, and you’re back together.”
Thankfully, the girl picked on.
Martha shrieked in shock. “Oh no! That’s too much, can we really do that?”
“No, it’s nothing. It’s fine, really.” Mia smiled calmly.
She’d go to any length for her best friend. Martha is the only closest person she has. Besides, since she and Max are now truly in love with each other, she’ll definitely help them be together without them getting criticisms from people.
Martha pouted her lips as more tears flowed from her eyes. She then pulled Mia in for another hug. “Thank youuuu!”
She grinned secretly behind the girl. She knew Mia was way too soft hearted and caring, she’d do anything for the people she loved. She smirked and heaved a sigh of relief.
Now that she has everything settled, she can go to bed peacefully in the night, knowing that max belongs to her now. All smiles.
***
“If you’re unable to secure the contract with MX Companies, don’t bother stepping foot into this corporation tomorrow.” The CEO’s shrill voice resounded through the large conference room.
Mr. George immediately broke into cold sweats, trembling on a spot, as he stood in front of the CEO.
He was not the only one trembling right now. The rest of Beats Corporations’ higher ups that were in the meeting room were also shivering in their seats.
The man’s words simply meant that if Mr. George is unable to get the contract secured, then he’ll be fired. They all swallowed uneasily.
“Meeting adjourned.” Without sparing any of the officials as little as a glance, the CEO rose to his feet.
He calmly buttoned his tuxedo, dipped hus hands in his pockets, and took long strides out of the conference room.
Everyone present stood up at once and lowered their heads politely until he was completely out of sight.
Phew! They shrank back into their seats, thereafter. They all almost died just now.
They’d been in the meeting room for the past five hours. In fact, the meeting was sudden and unexpected; their meeting was not scheduled to hold this month at all but they all suddenly received text messages from Lucas, the CEO’s personal assistant, stating that there would be an impromptu meeting…
The higher ups had all abandoned the things they were busy with and rushed the company at once.
Surely, the CEO was in a very terrible mood today. He didn’t end the meeting until just now–five whole hours later.
They all heaved sighs of relief after they saw ther CEO get in the elevator. If only they could lay their hands on the person that ruined his mood… they’d strangle him with their bare hands.
All of them scampered out of the conference room one after the other. They couldn’t wait to get home; they were madly hungry–and thirsty too.
“My car key.” The CEO had now arrived near his car, in his private underground car park, and was now requesting for the car key from his personal assistant.
It seems like he doesn’t want to be driven home. He wants to be on his own.
Lucas quickly dipped his hand in his trouser’s pocket and brought out the car key. He stretched out his two hands and his boss picked the key.
Silently, the CEO unlocked the black Maybach and stepped in the driver’s side. He reached forward to ignite the car engine but all of a sudden, he stopped as something flashed through his eyes.
He wound down the glass window, “Have you given that person the papers?”
Lucas immediately knew who his boss was referring to. He nodded his head quickly. “Yes, sir.”
The corner of Shawn’s mouth twitched but he said nothing more. He wound the glass window back up and ignited the car engine.
“Good night, Boss.” Lucas swept a bow, his head almost reaching the ground.
The car’s exhaust filling up Lucas’ nostrils, after the CEO’d zoomed off, was what replied the young man. He coughed loudly, waving off the exhaust as he headed back into the corporation. He still had a few things to do before he would call it a day.