Sorry, I'm the Final Boss Now novel Chapter 35

Tears welled in his eyes. “Thank you, Father.”

He knelt in the chapel for the rest of the day. As he was leaving, the abbot handed him the rosary. “Go in peace, my son. The Lord is merciful.”

From that day on, he had never taken it off. Soon after, he secured an investment from S.S. Capital, and the company began to turn around. As S.S. Capital invested more, the company grew into the empire it was today. He had always believed the rosary had protected him, too. He even felt that it had played a part in bringing Marguerite back to him. Now, his wrist felt naked without it.

“I was wrong, Marguerite,” Theobald said when she continued to ignore him. He didn't care about the rosary anymore; he was just terrified of her silence. “If you’re angry, you can hit me, kick me, whatever you want. Just don’t ignore me.”

She still didn’t respond. She swiveled the chair around and looked up at Anna. “Anna, I nominate you as the new CEO of this company. Are you up for it?”

Anna froze.

Theobald’s brow furrowed, and he shot Anna a dark look. Anna was smart. She knew Marguerite was joking, but her answer would still matter.

“Yes!” Anna declared.

Theobald was speechless.

Anna’s heart pounded in her chest. Be confident, she told herself. That’s what Marguerite taught me. She knew it was a joke, but a part of her truly harbored that ambition.

Marguerite grinned. “Excellent. Then a certain someone can be a silent partner, collect his dividends, and go travel the world.”

Theobald’s face fell. He raised four fingers in a solemn vow. “I swear I’ll work hard from now on! I love work! Please don’t strip me of my power!”

Anna burst out laughing. She was usually very professional, but hearing the famously ruthless CEO plead like a child was just too funny.

Marguerite, however, didn’t crack a smile. She just gave him a cool, appraising look.

Theobald dropped to his knees. “Your Majesty, I beg for your mercy! Long live the Queen!”

This time, Marguerite couldn’t hold it in. She let out a loud, toothy laugh. It was a game they used to play as children. She would drape a bedsheet over her shoulders and pretend to be an empress, and her three younger brothers would bow to her.

Anna was now shaking with laughter.

Seeing Marguerite finally smile, Theobald breathed a sigh of relief.

Marguerite, deciding that staying angry was bad for her health, magnanimously declared, “You may rise.”

“First, go get the rosary from my desk. Second, I need you to go pick out some gold jewelry for my sister. And some nice diamond pieces, too.” He would never admit that he was too scared to go get the rosary himself.

When they re-entered the office, Theobald said, “a few of the board members are waiting for me in the conference room. I need to go see them.”

Anna walked over to the desk and picked up the rosary. “Maggie, I’m taking the rosary.”

Marguerite nodded. “That thing has a nice weight to it. Where did you buy it?” she asked casually.

“He didn’t buy it,” Anna explained. “Mr. Scott received it as a gift from a monastery.”

Marguerite didn’t think much of it. “Oh. Well, you two go on. Don’t worry about me.”

Alone in the office, Marguerite reclined the chair, planning to watch a movie. Just then, the office door was thrown open.

An angry female voice rang out.

“You’re the one who kept Theo from coming to see me, aren’t you?”