42. Replacement

OLIVER

She takes some time to recover from the shock as if I had dropped a bomb and I used that time to move back and forth grabbing the onion from the counter and a knife. I chopped them as she remained frozen and once I placed the pot on the fire and poured the oil, I broke the silence.

"A penny for your thoughts, love?"

The frown that settled on her face was so sudden, I could swear it would give her a headache.

"Is this how much you hate me?" She whispers with concern and I'm suddenly on alert.

Didn't she hear what I said? I was offering her a job in my company as a-

"Your grandfather already hates me for God-knows- what and you're planning on giving me a position in his company?"

In your company, love. It's your company and while I'm in charge, yes I can do whatever the fuck I want with it untill I control the board and kick him out as fucking chairman.

"It's not as bad as you think. We may send the man to an early grave but he's already halfway there anyway."

Again, she