A Night With Mr. CEO

Chapter 4

Agatha's POV

“How far along are you?” He asked, gesturing to my belly.

“Three months.”

“One hundred and eighty days,” he said.

“What?” I asked.

“That's how long it would take untill the child is born. What about you stay with me untill then? If the child is mine, I'll take responsibility. If not…’’ he trailed off.

“You wouldn't have to worry. I'm certain that this child is yours.”

“No need to try to convince me,” he said, walking away from me. “We will know the truth when the child is born.”

I stood there with crossed arms watching him leave but then I thought to myself that I had no way to contact him so I walked quickly over to him and said, “I have no way to contact you.”

He paused and turned to me slightly, his eyes scanning me from top to toe.

Then he eased into his left pocket and handed me a single card.

“Here,”

I collected the card and began to type the number into my cell phone.

“Right now I'm going back to flight city to work.” So he wasn't a useless nobody after all.

“When you have the courage to come back to flight city, contact me and I'll have my driver bring you over to my house. And remember, I'm only doing this because I recall going to a bar three months ago.”

With that, he stepped into his own vehicle and left.

I stared at where the distance of the high hill. I had wanted to kill myself. Who knew that I would meet the father of my child like this? Was I lucky or was this another joke from the universe?

I exhaled and got down into my own car as well and drove back to my hotel with his words ringing in my head.

When you have the courage to come back…

I pushed open the wardrobes, revealing my hung up clothes. My gaze landed on a certain red dress, the same one I had wore to my sister's wedding. The dress was one that signified power and colour. The ultimate red. Could I ever wear it again?

I brought it forth and pulled it over my chest while I stood in front of the mirror.

Back then, I had started so confidently only for it to falter at the end.

I thought of what he had said to me.

Could I ever find my confidence again? Especially in that same city where I was betrayed and typically the mockery of everyone around?

I sighed to myself.

Then I looked at myself in the mirror, mustering confidence. You can do it. It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks. In fact, they should be the ones ashamed! Although I was victimised, I would never stay a victim. I was way better than the dirt they threw at me so wouldn't it be better for me to go back and rub it in their faces that I was doing so much better than they expected of me.

I went back to the card he gave to me, seeing what was written at the top.

TVS industrial companies. CEO.

“Ceo?!” I said to myself in awe. I had been too busy writing down his number that I hadn't paid attention to the other things written on it.

I instantly did a Google search and his name popped out, as well as his pictures. It really was him. He was the CEO of TVS. Marcus Augustine.

It finally made sense the reason as to why he answered me that way. He's probably had many girls tell him that they were pregnant after spending a night with him. It was no wonder he treated me so casually.

He'd probably seen a lot of pretty girls so I was not the exception when I mentioned that I was pregnant.

I placed both hands on my head nervously.

What the hell was I doing thinking of getting back at Leo by sleeping with someone else? Now I was pregnant and had to be responsible for it. Although Marcus had promised to be responsible for the child if it was really his, but I guessed the reason he was that welcoming and accepting of me was because he'd somehow heard about my story and he felt pity for me. That sucked!

Marcus Augustine did not really think he was the father of my child, he simply only pitied me. I sighed to myself. Well at least I had a chance to prove it later. Untill then,I wondered what I should do.

How would I cope if I went back to flight city? Although there was opportunity to live with Marcus, I was typically still alone.

***The next morning

I woke up to my phone ringing violently on the night stand as well as my phone beeping continuously. I removed the night blinds from my eyes and lazily reached out to grab my phone and answer the call from Victoria Smith, my assistant.

“Hello?”

“I hate to trouble you ma'am, I know we agreed on online contact for now but ma'am you have to return to flight city as soon as possible.”

I sat up on my bed. “Why?”

“I just send you an article ma'am, please check it out.”

“Okay.” I checked for her messages and clicked on the latest one.

A change of CEO? Was the title of the article. Then it reads…

Did CEO Agatha Hawthorne get into power indiscriminately? Late CEO Monica had Alzheimer's disease so when she wrote Agatha as new ceo, was she confused?

“Yes Victoria, I read the article.” I said. “Although it's just a normal thing I go through. Trust me, I've had worse.”

“This time it is different. There are many people who are doubting your electorship as CEO. You have to come back, seriously ma'am. The shareholders that were against you initially becoming CEO are trying to bring up an issue by electing Lucia Hawthorne as CEO instead.”

The moment I heard the last part, my heart darkened. Lucia Hawthorne?

My sister? How dare she! The audacity.

She had barely just got married to my ex-husband and now she wanted my company? I was wrought in the head and I didn't know how to respond. But I still choose to remain calm.

“Handle it Victoria. Tell the Pr to do their jobs better and punish those who are spreading rumors. Do I have to tell them what their jobs are again?!”

“I’ve tried to manage this issue. Pr has also but the situation has all of us confused. The employees are saying if you sister is married to your husband now, then the company is hers too.”

“What nonsense!”

“That's why you need to return soon ma'am. We need you to put things into perspective. Even the investors want to know who their funds and resources are going into, whether it's you or Lucia Hawthorne. Ma'am, I seriously tried to get things under control but it's beyond me.”

“Seriously,” I muttered under my breath. “Those idiots!” I said, thinking of those who were probably the cause of things going sideways due to their greed and jealousy.

“I’ll be back, soon.” I told Victoria.

“How soon ma'am?” She asked.

“Very soon.” Then I ended the call.

“Agatha,” I said to myself while facing the mirror. “You have to go back soon. In front of investors and cameras is where you belong.”

It didn't matter now the amount of anxiety and stress I felt over the entire situation. It was a fact that my sister took over what I loved most which was my husband but what I was not about to do was to let her take what my grandma gave to me as a trust. Her company. She built that from the ground up, and I was not going to let any roaches get into the company. Not even if it was my sister.

***

I finally decided that it was time to go back to flight city. Not because anyone forced me to, but because I was infected with the love my grandmother had for that company. I remembered when I was eighteen, and she asked me to come with her to the company. That had been very embarrassing to me because I wanted to play games or to laze around doing something insignificant but when I arrived with her at the company and saw her much she cared for her company and treated it like a little child was I then humbled.

I had asked her why she worked harder than anyone else even though she was established and in her late years in age and her response was like this. “Because it is my company. I built it from the ground up and now it's flourishing, and I want it to keep flourishing even while I'm long dead. You and your sister, I don't know which of you have a single part of my trait but if it has to be you then I would gladly give you a piece of this company in future. All I want and request for at the end of the day is just that you care even just a little bit for this company.

All grandmother wanted me to do was to care about the company even just a little bit. How could I treat it so casually because of my feelings?

Also, no matter what move my sister tried to pull on the company, I would make sure it did not go down without a fight. I could not fight for Leo because he did not want to be fought for, but I sure as hell would fight hard for the company. That was the least that I could do, to thank her for handing over something that huge over to me. It was the least that I could do.

I dialed Victoria's phone and she picked up immediately.

“Yes ma'am,”

“Can you book me a flight, Victoria? The latest one to flight city?”

I could hear the smile in her tone. “I can't believe you are coming back so soon.”

“I did tell you I would be back very soon.”

“Yes you did ma'am, Mvd international companies will be very glad to have you back.”

i smirked in response. “It sure will.”