Chapter 22 - 22

Morgan's POV:

"I'm not seeing anyone for the rest of the day." I said to Nora.

It's been a few minutes since the whole meet and greet with our new wonderful investor that I just wanted to ram my fingernails into his eyeballs.

I think an alien kidnapped my father and swapped him out. Because that man in there is not my father.

Nora nodded solemnly, questions swirled in her eyes that she didn't dare ask.

"Yes, ma'am," she nodded. "Is there anything else you'd me to do?"

I looked at her intensely. "No. Thank you."

She looked a bit uncomfortable but it was gone quickly. She turned and walked out of the office.

Somewhere in this building right now is Dante. I can't believe my father would do this to me. He of all people knew of the long nights I spent crying about Dante. He of all people knew the rollercoaster of emotions I went through especially when the kids were still very young. And yet he went behind my back and did this.

Sabrina is going to be CEO? With me? I think we'll kill each other before we do anything.

Is he going to reveal her to the public? But how will that look for our ratings? Did he even think about all of this?!

My head started to ache. I drank some water and massaged my temples.

My office suddenly felt suffocating. To think that I'd spent the next couple of days working with Dante was filling me with pure rage.

"Oh you don't have to worry about me," Sabrina had said. "I'd be too occupied with my trainings to be of any real help to you. I'd only be in your way, and you don't like that, do you? "

That snarky bitch. Training huh? She didn't need training when she fucking sighed a deal that I had thrown in the trash! Who the fuck was she kidding right now?

My phone dinged with a message that pulled me out of my spiraling thoughts . I realized I had a murderous look on my face and quickly fixed it. I fished my phone out and opened the message.

W; hey, are you free for lunch?

A smile lit up on my face as I read the text. Suddenly I stopped smiling.

"Did a man's text just make me smile?" I whispered to the empty office.

I drew in a deep breath and was about to type out; no, I'm not.

But then on second thought, why shouldn't I? It's not like I had any plans for lunch. Saying no to Winston because of fucking Dante was something I wasn't going to do.

M: yes, I'm free. Same place?

He replied some seconds later.

W: yes. Same place.

M: great. I'll drive to you.

W: I was going to pick you up.

I paused, tapping my chin. That sounds like a not bad idea.

M: don't worry. I need the drive to clear my head.

W: very well. I'll see you soon.

I put my phone back into my purse and got up to leave.

On my way out, I bumped into Dante.

"Where are you going? I was coming to you just now." He said.

"Coming to me for what?" I asked, letting my displeasure get known all over my face. "What do you want?"

"Come to lunch with me." He said.

"I have lunch plans." I said and walked past him. He grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

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