Part 22

That evening, Canary, Lucy, and Ketra sat around the dinner table, enjoying the meal and the rare moment of peace.

Lucy beamed at Canary, her pride evident. "I'm so proud of you, Canary. This is just the beginning."

Ketra nodded in agreement. "You've worked so hard for this."

As they continued their conversation, the door opened, and Joel walked in.

He smiled, his expression neutral but laced with an undertone of tension.

"Congrats, Canary," he said, his tone polite but with a hint of something else. "You did well."

He sat down at the table, his eyes briefly meeting Canary's, pretending to be happy for him but with a calculating look hidden behind his smile.

Canary noticed the strained atmosphere but chose to remain polite.

"Thanks, Uncle Joel," he said, though the air between them was far from warm.

***

The following day, Canary held a press conference to talk about himself as the new President and CEO of Andersons

The room was filled with reporters, cameras, and eager employees.

As the spotlight fell on him, Canary stepped up to the podium with confidence.

"Good morning, everyone," he began, his voice steady and clear.

"As the new president of Andersons Group, my mission is to drive this company toward innovation, transparency, and greater growth. We will prioritize sustainable practices, enhance our global reach, and ensure that every employee's voice is heard."

He paused, scanning the crowd, before continuing.

"I understand the weight of this responsibility, and I'm committed to building a future that reflects the hard work and dedication of everyone here. Together, we will shape Andersons Group into a company that stands the test of time."

After his speech, reporters began asking questions about his plans for the company, his stance on internal changes, and his strategies for dealing with competition. Canary answered with poise, making it clear that his leadership would be both strategic and compassionate.

As the press conference ended, Canary walked out of the room, his mind already focused on the next steps for the company.

Later after, A small party was held in the company's hall to celebrate Canary. All the employees attended but Canary was more interactive with the admins.

Lisa felt happy watching him from a distance and she stood besides Gladys.

Gladys couldn't help but continue yapping at Lisa, her voice filled with teasing excitement.

She leaned in close to Lisa, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"So, you're dating the president himself now?"

Gladys asked, unable to hide the playful grin on her face. "I mean, seriously, the new president of Andersons Group? Talk about moving up in the world!"

Lisa's cheeks flushed slightly, her discomfort evident as she tried to keep her composure.

She knew that Gladys had a knack for pushing buttons.

"Come on, Gladys," Lisa said, her tone light but firm, trying to change the subject.

" Huh.Its not a big deal..."

Gladys raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical but amused. " Hmm, Not a big deal … while he's running an empire. You've got to admit, this is a pretty big leap. You and I must be promoted ! "

Lisa forced a smile, her thoughts on Canary, but still feeling the weight of Gladys' relentless teasing. "Let's just enjoy the party, okay?"

Gladys shrugged, still smirking, but let the topic drop for the moment.

However, Lisa could tell that the playful banter wouldn't stop anytime soon.

The party was short and soon it came to an end. Lisa never got a chance to talk to Canary but that didn't matter.

Just seeing him achieve something was enough for her at that moment .

AlCanary mingled with the crowd, accepting congratulations and exchanging pleasantries, he couldn't help but think about Lisa.

He scanned the room but knew she wouldn't join him in this setting. A slight pang of guilt hit him—she had been a significant part of his recent success, and he wanted to share this moment with her.

Stepping aside, he pulled out his phone and quickly texted her

"I know we can't celebrate together tonight, but I promise to take you somewhere special this Saturday. Just us."

He stared at the message for a moment before hitting send, feeling a sense of relief as he imagined her reaction.

Returning to the party, he smiled faintly to himself, already looking forward to the weekend.

As Lisa sat in her office, her phone buzzed. She opened Canary's message, and her heart fluttered at his words. A smile spread across her face as she quickly typed her reply:

"That sounds perfect. I can't wait! 🖤"

For the rest of the evening, Lisa couldn't stop thinking about what he had planned.

The thought of spending time with him away from everything filled her with excitement and happiness.

***

The days leading up to Saturday were hectic for Canary as he dove into his new role as President.

Meetings, approvals, and endless discussions consumed his time, but in the back of his mind, he counted down to the moment he could escape it all—at least for a while.

When Saturday morning finally arrived, Canary dressed casually, eager to shed the formality of his position for a day.

He left the mansion quietly, not wanting to attract attention, and drove to Lisa's place.

As he pulled up outside, Lisa was already waiting, dressed simply yet looking radiant.

She smiled warmly as she approached the car, and for a moment, Canary felt the weight of the week lift.

"Ready for our day?" he asked, opening the door for her.

"Always," she replied, sliding in with a bright grin.

And with that, they drove off, leaving the stress of the week behind.