When that bastard will get here! The meeting room was intense. Decorated with elegant mahogany furniture and adorned with portraits of the corporate's past leaders, reminding everyone of the weight of their decisions. The board of directors was waiting for Charlie to arrive so that they can start the yearlong waited discussion revolved around the critical months that lay ahead, their implications for the corporate future, and the intense rivalry between me and my cousin.
Both my father and uncle decided to retire around the same time, leaving the entire thing to the directors to decide. With all the companies we owns and control, the position of CEO was always occupied by both my father and uncle. They covered each other's back and acted as one.
Just adding another weird twin shit to the mix. None of their brothers or sisters cared enough to take the lead, the whole family had a role either small or big it doesn't matter yet few of us were on top. The only grandchildren who were in the lead were me and Charlie.
That bastard who thinks the world revolves around him. With his perfect wife and kids. I never cared about having my own family, yet he is really good at it, it almost made me envy him. Yet when it comes to business, I was like my father, the diplomatic one and Charlie was identical to his, the charming one.
Even though when we were younger, we worked well together. The whole family believes that the twin bless will be carried with us and we would eventually share the CEO position together. I won't share with that bastard, not after what happened.
I need to calm down, no need to remember that bitch now. "Hello everyone, I apologize for being late, the ambassador was really chatty." Charlie said, flashing everyone with his famous smile.
"No problem, we all know how busy you are."
Busy chatting my ass, I know that smirk he has on. He just fucked his wife. Never thought I would be envy of him, marring the love of his life, Liliana, the hottest Brazilian model. I caught them fucking everywhere it almost made me puke. Can't blame him, she is hot.
"As Mr. Charlie is here, we can start our meeting." the Chairperson spoke again, tapping with his black silver pen of the table.
As the meeting progressed, the directors analyzed market trends, assessed potential risks, and brainstormed ideas for the corporate's next move. The media's words lingered in our minds, knowing that any misstep could be amplified and have serious consequences, not just for the company but also for the Lightwoods clan, who happens to be deeply entrenched in the political scene. Especially my father.
Peter's words lingered in my brain; divorcing Anna would bring an unnecessary attention to us.
"We came to the important part." the Chairperson said. "We have discussed in a previous meeting your Mr. William and Mr. Donald regarding the CEO position." I shifted in my seat; my gaze went to Charlie who looked nervous as well. "We reached a consensus; each of you would be given two months to build your separate teams and present your vision to the board of directors."
"This would be your opportunity to demonstrate your capabilities, articulate your strategies, and rally support from within the organization." the vice chair said. "Your fathers added on condition, you must build a new team."
I felt the deadline hung like a sword of flames over our heads, adding an extra layer of intensity to the already charged atmosphere. We knew that the coming months would be one of sleepless nights, intensive recruitment, and meticulous planning. It was a battle not just for the CEO position but for our family's legacy and the future direction of the corporation.
"A new team? we can't fire our teams." Charlie said. I can't believe it, but I agree with him.
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