The CEO'S Fake wife

Everyone in the office stood immediately Ryan Michael walked in, 33, oval faced with a neatly trimmed beard wearing a black suit. Everyone stood except a young man, Kelvin, 23. “Who are you?” Ryan asked him, his voice was deep and commanding. “My name is Kelvin, I just recently got this job. I am a big fan of you sir” “Kelvin, you are fired.” “What?! Why! What did I do?” Kelvin asked, confused. Immediately, security officials stormed into the room and dragged Kelvin out of the room. Ryan then sat down on the biggest chair in the room. Everyone else in the room sat down immediately he sat down. “Today I called you all together to decide how we will buy our next billion dollar company. Actually, I have decided that by myself, I just need your signature”, Ryan said without breaking a single sweat. The meeting lasted for only 10 minutes, Ryan was already back in his car, seated in the back seat, riding back home with his personal assistant, George Evan. “I forgot to tell you, something urgent just came up”, George said. “What is that?” “Your uncle is trying to sell the majority shares of Ryan cosmetics” “Who does he plan to sell the shares to? When is he going to make the deal? And where are they going to meet up to finalize the deal?” “He wants to sell them to a Nigerian oil Oligarch, Zucrowsky Buvd. The deal will be finalized today in two hours, and their meeting place is Lagos, Nigeria. You don’t want to know the reason why he wanted to sell the shares?” “No, call my pilot, tell him to get my Jet ready.” Ryan turns to the driver, “Take us to my airport” Getting to the airport, flight attendants lined up to receive Ryan. As Ryan stepped out of the car, the violent breeze brushed up against his hair. He walked majestically toward the jet, George followed right behind him. The plane took off the moment they entered and, minutes later, they entered the hot airspace of Nigeria. The plane landed safely at an airport in Nigeria. They got down from the Jet to be welcomed by the President of Nigeria himself, “You didn’t tell me you were coming in sir”. The Nigerian President said in a shaky voice, the man looked eighty, he was hunched like an old tortoise. Behind him were twenty soldiers and fifty police men, the airport was completely closed off. “I apologize for the rudeness. It was urgent” “What was so urgent that you forgot to give me a call?” “There is a man I must find, and he is currently in Nigeria.” “Did this man steal from you?” “He is about to” “How much could he possibly steal from you?” “Forty-nine billion dollars” “Give me his name, my secret service will find him in less than an hour.” “No need for that, I already found him using the satellite; he is currently in a hotel close by.” “Okay, is there anything I could help you with?” “50 police officers will be enough” “I can help you with that; I wish you success in your endeavors.” Steve Michael, a middle-aged man with a scrawny face, opens up an envelope. He was seated right across from Zucrowsky, the Nigerian billionaire, they were in a gigantic five-star hotel room with a swimming pool right inside the room. Steve took out a twenty-five page paper, “Is that it?” Zucrowski asked. “Yes, if you sign that, the shares become yours.” Boom! The room doors busted open, police officers trooped in, fifty of them, each pointing their riffles straight at Steve and Zucrowski. The two instantly threw their hands in the air, “I didn’t do anything!!” Zucrowski screamed, “Please don’t shoot!” Steve screamed. The two were scared for their lives. The last to walk in was Ryan, “If you signed that, the two of you will spend the rest of your lives behind bars”. Ryan takes the paper from the table, “There are no pen marks yet”, Ryan sighs. “What the hell do you think you are doing?!” Steve screamed, “Taking back what belongs to me.” Ryan said coldly. “I carried you when you were a baby!! Yet all you do is embarrass and ruin my plans!” “You were a great uncle to me, I won’t take that away from you. But the next time you pull something like this, I will not take just the piece of paper”. Ryan turned to the police officers. “Take him away.” “I will never forget this! I will pay you back ten fold!!!” Steve yelled as he was being dragged out by the police. Minutes later, the room cleared of people with just Ryan left. George walked in. “Did you book the hotel we are going to stay in?” Ryan said with a yawn. “No, because there is still an activity left in your schedule.” “Cancel it; I am too tired to do anything else today.” “You have a dinner scheduled with your grandmother today” Ryan gasps, “No! How many hours left for dinner?” “You still have an hour thirty minutes.” “Call the pilot!! We are flying back to the states right now!” Ryan raced out of the room , George followed right behind him. Ryan’s grandmother, Ruth Micheal, was an eighty-nine-year-old woman. She lived in a two hundred-foot mansion. She started the Ryan business enterprise, formally known as the Michael family and co-business enterprise. Ryan changed the name immediately he took over, then he grew he the business from millions to billions. “Why did you arrive late?” Ruth said in her little cranky voice. “There was some business I had to take care of.” Ryan said, anger flashed over Ruth’s face. “Is that what you are going to do till I die?” “Grandma, it’s a big business, I have to protect it.” “I don’t care about that! All I want is for you to be happy”, She said sadly. “I am happy already; there is no need for you to worry about that.” “I have to show you something” Ruth. dips her hand into her pocket and takes out a doctor’s report and hands it to Ryan. “What’s this?” Ryan said as he took the doctor's report, he started reading through it. “No” Ryan said in a low tune, he felt a sharp stab in his chest. He lowers his head and started’ gasping for air. When he raised his head back up, his face was filled with tears. “Cancer? And you have just one year left?? What am I supposed to do with this?” Ryan said as tears fell from his eyes. “Before I go, I just want you to fulfill just one wish of mine” “No! Stop saying that! You are going nowhere!” Ryan yelled. “There is no saving me anymore. What I wish is to see you, Ryan, happy, before I go.” “I am happy grandma! Stop saying that you will die already, you are going nowhere.” “Ryan, I want to see you walk down the aisle with a woman, that’s what I mean by happiness. I want to see you in love and married before I die”