Unexpected Trillionaire.

Her worst mistake

"Lets go" Sandra Douglas pulls him out the revolving door.

"Who the hell was that man…and why were the both of you staring at each other with so much venom in your eyes?" Her voice was tremulous, as the both of them held hands and crossed the road to enter the Douglas global empire.

The building was a magnificent one, an eight-story building with a helipad that could carry two choppers.

The building was meticulously constructed to match the opulent and sophisticated taste of Lady Karen Douglas.

The building's architecture and interior design were a testament to her impeccable style and preference for luxury.

The windows were adorned with intricate stained glass patterns and framed in ornate gold leaf, allowing natural light to stream in, casting a warm and inviting glow throughout the grand hallways.

Each window was a work of art, a fusion of form and art that perfectly complemented the overall building aesthetic.

"Oh! You mean the guy that had his face seared by a blade… am not sure who he is…let's just focus on the meeting."

Lady Karen Douglas had sent a general memo to everyone, but since Sandra Douglas had openly disobeyed her orders by sticking to Alex Waynee, she no longer considered her to be a member of the Douglas global empire.

She had intentionally skipped her phone number when she was sending out the memo for today's general meeting.

After choosing Alex Waynee over Edward Hinnberg, Lady Karen Douglas demoted her to junior staff, slashed her salary and took away all her premium benefits.

She had been looking for a way to sack Sandra Douglas, and today it seems luck is on her side.

As Lady Karen Douglas makes her way into the meeting room, everyone stands up and bows.

"Where is my favourite grandson; Donald Douglas?" Her voice is very hoarse, as she darts her face across the whole room.

"He went to deliver the package." Iris, Donald Douglas' wife replied.

"Oh! Our special delivery… this is going to be a very memorable day." She said as she darted her eyes to Sandra Douglas and Alex Waynee.

"You! How did you get to hear the message?" Her fingers pointed at Sandra Douglas.

"Grandma! I happened to be here before the meeting began."

"Oh, lucky you!... James! distribute the refreshments to everyone…except Sandra and pig boy…that is their punishment for being here early." Her face was impassive.

Her statement caused a huge outburst of laughter, as everyone had their eyes peering at Sandra Douglas and Alex Waynee.

Alex Waynee had to hold Sandra Douglas's hands tightly as she was already starting to sober silently.

Alex Waynee was already lost in thought, he was thinking of the most humiliating way to get back at Lady Karen Douglas for all the humiliation she and her minions had showered upon him and Sandra Douglas.

Moments later…

Sandra Douglas was called upon to come give a summary of how her sector has been going since the year began.

As she approached the podium, lady Karen Douglas stood up and collected the microphone.

"You get to talk without the microphone, stubborn child." Her voice was loud as she made her way back to her seat.

With tears in her eyes, Sandra Douglas delivered her monthly report and walked down to her seat weeping.

"Lady Karen Douglas, isn't this humiliation too much?" Robert finally spoke out for her daughter, his fist clenched in anger.

Gazing into his eyes, Lady Karen Douglas ordered the security to throw him outside of the complex.

"Let this serve as a warning to you all…no one dares oppose me… not in my territory." Her fist clenched in anger as she gritted her teeth.

Just then, Donald Douglas walks into the complex, followed by a man that Sandra Douglas had come to hate so much, Edward Hinnbergs.

He had been the one instigating Lady Karen Douglas against Sandra Douglas after she rejected him. He has turned around to be a thorn in her flesh.

Staring at Sandra Douglas, Alex Waynee couldn't help but ask, why is he here?

"Tonight, Allow me to welcome our noble and esteemed business partner…Edward Hinnberg, to give us a little lesson on business development." Applauds rolled in from everywhere around the complex as Edward Hinnberg began his mini-lecture.

The next 24 minutes were all boring as almost all the staff slept off.

Finally, the meeting was over, after a brief exhortation, Lady Karen Douglas dismissed everyone.

Lady Karen Douglas's plan hadn't worked out as planned, she had planned to sack Sandra Douglas on the basis of not coming for the general meeting.

The next morning, Sandra Douglas met the shock of her life, her name had appeared among the underperforming staff of the Douglas global empire, who were to be sacked.

This was all Lady Karen Douglas doing, her plan B to make Sandra Douglas suffer for daring her.

Sandra Douglas barged into her grandmother's office, her eyes furrowed in disgust as she stared at Lara, Lady Karen Douglas's secretary who was showing her grandmother some files that needed her attention.

Lady Karen Douglas lifts her eyes and signals Lara to wait a little bit outside.

"Grandma! What's the meaning of this shenanigan?!" Her voice is vehement, sending shivers down the spine of Lara who stood outside by the door.

"You see… Sandra… my grandchild, it's time we took this empire to another level…so the Hinnbergs brought in a proposal that would allow me to merge both family companies into a bigger business…and I accepted." Her voice was Ortund, as she paced around her office with her hands behind her back, she had her glasses fitted perfectly on her face.

"Grandma, I really don't understand what all this hasn't to do with you sacking me." Her heart throbbed fast as she gazed into Lady Karen Douglas' lecherous face.

"You see… Sandra… one of the clauses of the proposal holds that you have to leave the administration body or… you ditch that loser you call Alex, get married to Edward Hinnberg and get a double promotion. Her voice was laced with venom as she gazed at Sandra Douglas.

The world of Sandra Douglas was torn apart as she felt the weight of a thousand emotions crashing down upon her, like an avalanche of choice and consequences.

"So what is it going to be? Your family and your job or your stupid wretched poor lover boy."

"Choose wisely"