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Rachel Watson, owner and CEO of Watson Enterprises, is one the most successful and important women of the United States of America.
After enduring a toxic relationship, she believes that love only brings tears and weakness with it and has...
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"AARON WEST, GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED RIGHT NOW!", Aishley screams on the top of her lungs.
Groaning, I take another pillow to cover my ears.
She enters my room and starts shouting again,"If you don't get up right now, I swear to God I'll tell mom it was you who broke her favorite vase when we were kids."
Hearing this my eyes flutter open and I'm out of bed faster than a bullet leaves the gun.
Don't get me wrong, my mother is a kind soul. But that vase was bought by her from China and she loved it to death.
Seeing this, Aishley smiles victoriously and mutters loud enough for me to hear," Blackmailing always works!"
"How do you know about the vase?", I ask her.
"Noah told me."
I sigh irritatedly. Noah James is my childhood best friend and trust me when I say that he is a major pain in ass.
I groan and ask her,"Why have you barged inside my home at 9 in the morning?"
"Oh right, that's because I was angry.", she says innocently.
"And why exactly were you angry?", I ask, getting more irritated.
"That is because my sweetheart brother comes back from Italy after 3 years and yet doesn't have the decency to meet his little sister!", she adds with a fake sad face.
"Aish, I just got back last night. I would have met you today if you haven't disturbed my peaceful sleep so harshly."
"Oh, just shut up and get ready."
"Why?"
"Cause dad wants to meet you."
"Now.", I said hoping she would say no so that I can go back to sleep.
"Yes now, Aaron! God, you're so lazy.", she scolds.
"NOW GET READY!"
"Stop being so bossy Aish. I pity the guy who'll marry you.", I say walking towards the bathroom.
I get dressed and leave for dad's office.
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"Hi dad. How're you?", I greet him.
"Welcome back, son." He gives me a manly hug,"It's great to have you back."
"It's great to be back dad. I had missed New York."
Dad laughs and says,"Your mother is over the moon. She has organised a huge dinner party tonight."
"Oh, damn." I mutter.
"Anyway, before that, I've got a project for you." Dad walks back to his chair and takes a seat.
"Tell me", I nod and encourage him to continue.
"As you know, the Berger are one of the most successful companies of France. And they want to open approximately 50 new hotels in all over the USA and they want us to do the construction."
"It's great, dad. When do we start?", I asked excitedly.
"Patience, son! They also have a condition."
"What condition?", I asked curiously.
"You must have heard about Watson Enterprises right?", he asked.
"Yeah. It's one of the most successful companies of the States."
"Right! The Berger want us to merge with Watson Enterprises for this project."
"But why, dad? Can't we handle this project on our own?"
"Sure we can but with Watson's help, the project will be a 100% success and I've already agreed to it so you don't have a choice." Dad states.
It'll also be a 100% success if i handle it alone. Why did he agree to such an absurd condition? I never want to work with someone else.
"Aaron are you listening?"
I snap my head in his direction, realising that I zoned out, "Sorry dad, you were saying?"
"I'm saying that you'll be meeting the CEO of Watson Enterprises today at 1pm."
"Dad, today? I'm not even prepared for it.", I protested.
"Whatever you need to know is in this file", he says, handing me a black file,"Read it and you'll be good to go."
"You're not leaving me any choice, are you?" I ask, defeated.
"None, son!", he smiled.
I sigh,"Fine! I'll meet Mr Watson today."
"Ms Watson."
"What?"
"Ms Watson, son, the owner of Watson Enterprises is Rachel Watson."
Great! Just what I needed. A merger with a daddy's spoiled princess. Could this day get any more worse?
I look at my watch, it's 11 and I've two hours to study the file and meet Rachel 'Spoiled' Watson.
Thinking how my first day back in New York is going to be a complete disaster, I leave the building.