Chapter 12. Why is she such a pest?

A few minutes later, "Hello Madam, the identity of her sponsor is mysterious. I couldn't find out anything".

Such a person with a mysterious identity can't be a young person, he can only be an old, frail man.

Lucas would have turned around in anger had it been he heard her describe him in that manner.

Sandra waited all day just to see Violet walk out of the restaurant. At exactly 4 pm, a beautiful and energetic beautiful lady who kept on flipping her hair aside emerged from the entrance meant for staff only. Violet wore her tinted shades and swayed her hips as she walked up to her car.

The day had been a drama-filled one. Most of her colleagues couldn't maintain contact with her as they would look scared. She was even shocked when a large and well-furnished office was given to her. Every piece of furniture was so costly and beautiful. Even her portrait seemed to be coated with gold. She ran her hands over it and the cold surface brought her back to reality. This had been a dream come true for her and she wanted to dwell in this dream forever.

Violet walked up to her car and a weak-looking figure stood before her. The veil around her hid her features and the glasses covered her dark eyes and circles.

Violet looked closely and realized that the person before her is Sandra. Why is she here? Why is she such a pest?

" We meet again"

" What do you want?"

" Very simple, leave this work and return to my house".

Sandra was going berserk with envy and jealousy, why would this good-for-nothing have it all while she wallowed in desperation and loneliness. She has not been eating well since yesterday because the chef's cooking could not satisfy her taste bud.

Her mood took a more negative turn when she couldn't get a hold of the information she needed.

This is the most outrageous request anyone has made before. Violet was filled with disgust and anger towards Sandra yet she could only endure it till she figured out what to do.

"You know that's not possible. It can't work".

" Then make it work, give any excuse and get yourself fired".

" Then how am I going survive?"

" The same way you have been surviving

of course".

Sigh, This is way harder than she thought.

"You have to give me some time to....."

"No time to think, you know I still have evidence of your flirtatious and steamy night".

" Ok, tomorrow morning I will send in my resignation letter. I hope you are satisfied".

Beaming with a bright smile, she took off her glasses and peered into her face.

"Your car, the house, the clothes, the job?"

"Sandra stays out of my business. Stop poke-nosing".

" Oh, I am poke nosing? Who is the old man sponsoring you?"

"Everything you see here is from Clayton's group of industries. You can go and ask them any question that is bothering you".

A call came into her phone, she chuckled and took the call.

The driver opened the car door for her and she went in. Sandra was about to enter Violet's car but the driver blocked her.

Lucas had already received information about Sandra's visit.

📳 "Treasure, how are you?" His sonorous voice brought wetness to her eyes. Why is he so good to her? She doesn't deserve to be with him.

Lucas panicked when she didn't answer.

📳"I'm fine", her clogged nasal system made her voice appear broken.

📳" Is everything good at your end?"

She hesitated and tried to smile.

📳"Everything is working well. Hey, how is Dubai?"

She refused to divulge any information to Lucas but when her eyes met the driver's the latter lowered his eyes guiltily.

Violet paid less or no heed to his actions but concentrated her thoughts on how much her life would change from the next day.

Lucas had received the information he needed. He sat behind his laptop and went through the stock market chart of the Doris group of companies. He saw loopholes and his lips curved in an arc.

"I need all the information I can get on the Doris group of companies", he ordered his assistant who was by his side.

The evaded taxes, the illegal trades, the imitation products that flooded the market and their numerous fraud cases were enough for him to purchase the small conglomerate.

Lucas is a professional in manipulating the stock chart and he would start with twerking their stock market prices.

He typed a string of codes on his laptop and an excel sheet appeared before him. His beautiful face turned cold on seeing the annual net profit from its subsidiaries. He types another string of codes and a red dotted signal appeared on the computer screen.

" Boss, here is the information about Doris group of companies".

Lucas concentrated on his work on his laptop.

"Background of the company?"

"Established by late Oliver Miller thirteen years ago and was taken over by Wilson Miller

right after his brother's death".

" Oliver had no children?"

"Violet Miller, 20 years old works at....."

Lucas's fingers paused on the keyboard and he narrowed his eyes.

His assistant knew that a great storm was brewing and he stopped reporting.

"What about Oliver's will? Was it read?"

"No mention of any will".

" Buy out shares from the major shareholders in Doris immediately.

These people had offended the boss, his boss had no patience when dealing with his offenders.

"I give you an hour to give me the result".

......Mexico, 5 am.

Wilson Miller was in his penthouse while snuggling against a slim blonde. Both had a feverish and steamy passionate night together. He received a call and he hung up several times. He was already frustrated and needed an avenue to vent. He turned the blonde around and fumbled with her behind while the latter giggled flirtatiously.

" Shhhh", she placed her finger on his mouth. "Be patient, I told you I need a penthouse, a 5% from your shares in Doris".

" That's too much to ask for, let's bring it down to 3%".

"I have been your secretary for so many years and I know how much you make annually. 5% of your shares is not too much and you know better than I think you should".

She gave him a momentous smirk.

Wilson knew what exactly she meant by that, she had been there the night and that has been her trump card over him. The properties she had all over Mexico and in different parts of the world had been courtesy of this scheming.

He had switched off his phone for a long time, he also made sure that Hailey his secretary got what she wanted. Wilson had always searched for a way to get rid of her, how could the Bailey not know his plans. She was always a step ahead of him in this scheming business.

After yet another period of passionate entanglement, he finally showered and dressed up for work.

Stepping out of the elevator, he switched on his phone and found so many unread messages and missed calls from his assistants and some shareholders. He urged his driver to speed up the car.

On his way to work, the large electronic billboard had a display of the current news. Doris's CEO has been changed and Clayton's group of industries has acquired about more than 70% shares in Doris group of companies. Wilson Miller was shocked and had to go through his call log. All the people he tried to call were receiving other calls. On getting to Doris's headquarters, the workers were frantic and disorganized.

No one paid any particular attention to him, he realized that the directors and managers were looking at him weirdly.

He rushed to the conference room and an emergency meeting was going on. The CEO's seat was empty.

"What exactly is going on here?"

👤"Mr Miller, you would have to wait until the end of the meeting before you lay your complaint" one of the directors replied.

"This company is mine, I am the major shareholder".

" Not anymore Mr Miller", a young man in his thirties stepped into the conference room with two lawyers behind him.

Wilson Miller recognized the young man as the most trusted aide of Clayton's president.

The banging sound went off in his head. He is no longer the CEO, how did this happen? Where was he when all these things happened?

The meeting lasted for 7hours and he looked so worn out mentally and emotionally.

Immediately after the meeting ended, the different media houses barged into the entrance and began to question him.

👤" Mr Miller, how does it feel like to hand over the reins of leadership to the great Clayton?"

👤"I heard Mr Miller was not at work when the taking over took place. If I may ask, where was Mr Miller by that time?"

👤"Our sources have revealed that Mr Miller was seen driving out of his penthouse close to midday. An hour later, a car recognized to belong to his secretary drove out. May I ask if you guys were handling work matters or something else?"

Hailey his secretary had her face lowered. The questions from different media houses were so absurd.

"We are not accepting any interview, it has been a stressful day", Hailey screamed while guiding Wilson Miller to his car.

👤" He has been relieved of his position, so there is nothing stressful about that or is Miss Spencer talking about something else?"

The headings for the news flooded both online forums and magazines.

CLAYTON'S GROUP OF INDUSTRIES BIG MOVE.

DORIS NEW CEO, WHAT NEXT?

DID DORIS OFFEND THE BIG FISH?

WILSON MILLER AND HAILEY, OFFICE OR BEDROOM.