All Chapters of The CEO's Contract With the thief: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

A month later. Jasmin currently sat at Anita’s office, getting a debriefing on the profit and loss so far for January. We carried the monthly financial summary out a few days before the month ended so that those who were to be settled with their wages could get them from now until the last day of the month. Although calculating the losses and the gains was complex and complicated for Jasmin, it was easy for Anita and she did it with less stress. The two have been at it for the past two hours, and Jasmin’s head was slowly aching. “Sales for this month was lower than that of November and December, but according to Hunter Obi, the analysis expert, businesses providing services in the city are experiencing a sort of setback since it is the beginning of the year. Hopefully, these numbers will go up in the upcoming months.” Anita was pointing out the calculations on the worksheets to Jasmin, but Jasmin’s head was too stressed out to grasp it.

“What did you do back there?!” he exclaimed, although nothing in his voice said he was furious or even upset with her.   “I was saving you from yourself. Now come, if you keep starving yourself, you’re going to get skinny and everyone is going to blame the girlfriend, as always. They will say I’m the one draining the life out of you, not your work or board members, me.”    He chuckled in response and his eyes dimmed, causing wrinkle to form at the side of his eyes.    She frowned at him. “What’s funny, Mr Inferno?”   “You’re just too cute.”   She rolled her eyes, but her cheeks burn in response, “You only have twenty minutes and last I checked, you’re a very slow eater and oh, I didn’t cook this myself, I said that just to gain more sympathy.” She tried walking away, but he caught her hand and pulled her back so she fell against his chest.

“Mr inferno, your mother, Mrs Ada Abayomi and her husband are outside waiting for you. Should I send them in?” Wura asked from the door where she stood.    He dropped the pen in his hand onto the document before him and sighed deeply, “Yeah sure, send them in thank you.”    She nodded firmly before walking away and not long after that; the door opened and Ada walked in, hand in hand with Donald, both having a calm and supportive look on their faces as they took their seats.    Ada was first to speak, and that was expected because she was his mother. “How did the first day at trial go?” she asked, her eyes eager and hopeful.    He wouldn’t have hesitated to speak if Donald wasn’t sitting in the office as well. There was something about him he was yet to adjust to. He trusted him and respected him, but not as much as Ada wanted him to. He didn’t want to be rud

Cainan got down from his car and approached Kitchen Delight’s building. He honestly thought that starting her own restaurant would help Jasmin be free and less busy, but that was a lie. She was busier than ever and now he just wanted to go in and drag her out of her office. He couldn’t. That would cause a stare, and he didn’t want that. A lot of things had contributed to the decline in the time they spent together, and there was no one to blame. From running his company to the trial and her restaurant, there was a lot to consider. He didn’t want to find fault, but he noticed there had been a withdrawal on Jasmin’s part towards him and it almost felt as if she wanted to run away or keep distance between them. He might be wrong and it could be the paranoia acting up, but he couldn’t shake off the feeling. He could call her and tell her he was downstairs, but he wanted to see her at work. Coming without first calling wasn’t his usual routine, but

The door to the Lexus RX opened, and Felix offered Jasmin his hand. She politely smiled and accepted his offer, stepping out of the car in a white, one arm pleated gown, almost reaching her knee. She had on a black three-inch heel and was holding a golden purse in her hand. Yes, she didn’t picture how amazing the gown was last week when she first tried it on and despite Lisa's insistence that it was a magnificent gown; she didn’t see it. Today, however, she realised it was a beautiful gown, and it made her feel good about herself and she was certain Cainan would love it, too. Today was Lisa’s twenty-seventh birthday, and she was having a musical party and she invited only the elites. It wasn’t just a musical party. Lisa wanted to use the opportunity to raise funds for disabled children around the country, which made the celebration different from the others she had had in the past. Lisa had taken them all out to shop a week ago because she want