Her Ex-husband Is A God Of War

12

Holden smiled nervously. Where did this nerd man come from anyway? “I'm sorry, sir.”

“Shall we proceed to my office so I can get started immediately?”

“This is your first day, sir. I'm not telling you what to do or anything like that, but on the first day, the CEO looks around the company and sees how the workers are doing and later in the day we throw a welcome party.”

Charles raised a hand. “I don't want a welcome party. And, I am here to work so that's what I'll do first. I'll check up on the workers later. It should be done when they are not aware so we can know those who are slacking on their job.”

Holden smiled again. “I love your strategy, sir.”

Charles resumed walking.

As they went, Holden tried all the manner of approach he could to get Charles to agree to the welcome party but Charles didn't have any of it.

Holden knew he was in a tight spot. It was a matter of time before Charles figured out all the money that had disappeared mysteriously from the company's account.

“This is your office, sir,” Holden opened the door. “If you don't like the sofas and table, we could replace them right away.”

“They are okay. I shouldn't get too comfortable while working,” Charles said.

Holden chuckled. He was in a big trouble now. “So, there are a few things that require your attention.”

He turned on the computer and a few minutes later, Holden was sweating. Almost all the things he told Charles, he had to bring up an explanation to Charles because of his inquisitiveness.

This would not work. Holden loosened his tie as he watched Charles read something. He only needed a CEO that'd do as he wishes, not one like Charles.

He needs one that will gullibly obey him and in the end be the scapegoat that will be used to clear up any mess that occurred but Charles doesn't have any of those criteria.

“The income here was twice this month, what happened?” Charles asked, calling back Holden's attention to another series of questions.

Later that evening, Holden held an emergency meeting with the executive members of the company.

“We must get rid of that man,” Holden said. “I have not had a sip of water since I came today, all because of work. He questioned everything.”

“The way he even dealt with Miss Dakota,” one of them shook his head, “I felt sorry for her.”.

“Have you heard from her?”

“Yeah, she resigned,” Holden said. “I promised to get her back in her position and she has also promised to work hand-in-hand with us to get rid of Mr Charles.”

“This is my last bus stop, guys. I am not leaving this company until I'm sixty,” one of the executive members said.

“He must have a weakness or something. People like him always have a weakness that destroys them,” a woman suggested. “Let's watch him closely. Get some spies or something.”

“That's a good idea,” Holden said, nodding slowly.

_________

Charles slumped on the sofa as soon as he got back to the house he was now staying in with Sadie.

Even his training days in the military didn't make him as tired as this.

“I made some steak, you want some?” He heard Sadie's voice.

When was the last time someone made a meal for him? He got up and went to the dining room.

“Wash up first, will you?” Sadie said across the table.

“That's my business.” He grabbed the knife and fork. He was about to put a piece in his mouth when he stopped.

“What? Why are you staring at me like that?” Sadie asked.

“What if you poisoned this food?”

She rolled her eyes and continued eating.

“It's plausible. I'm the only one other than your mother and personal assistant who knows about your secret,” Charles said.

“If I wanted you dead, I'd have done it overnight.” She munched on the steak. “Besides, you are supposed to be my bodyguard. In case I try to leave the house in my sleep, you'll prevent that.”

“No way.”

“It was in the contract you signed. Didn't you check it before signing?”

“Don't you think it's fraud? All these for just ten million dollars.” Charles ate a piece.

“I gave you a blank cheque, that was what you filled.”

Charles was about to say something when her phone rang. She answered it. “Okay.” She dropped the phone and stood up.

She came back some minutes later with a big shopping bag. She dropped it on the chair beside him. “Change into that, we have to go somewhere.”

“I'm not interested.”

“In the contract, you have to go anywhere I go as long as it's past 8 pm.”

“That…” shit. What has he gotten himself into? Maybe it wouldn't have been that much of a bad idea to admit to his godfather that he didn't love anyone.