All Chapters of A Night with The Crazy CEO: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter Thirty-two |Crescent Valley High| •MARIANA• “Genes are hereditary units… the basic units of inheritance. They are located in chromosomes and responsible for transmitting traits from parents to offspring…” Our biology teacher, Mr. Edward, droned on, reading straight from the textbook. The class was so boring that I was struggling to stay awake, and Mr. Edward didn’t make any effort to liven things up. Resting my head on my hands, I dozed off for a bit before his booming voice jolted me awake. “Mariana Jackson, are you sleeping in my class?” he asked coldly. “No, sir, I wasn’t sleeping,” I lied, forcing my eyes open. “What were you doing, then?” he pressed. “I was just… resting my head for a few seconds,” I replied, and laughter rippled through the class. “Silence!” he barked, and everyone went quiet. “If you weren’t sleeping, then what was the last thing I said?” My mind went blank. “Uh… you said that… um…” I stammered, feeling heat creep up my cheeks. Mr. Edward shook

Chapter Thirty-four |MONDAY MORNING| •MARIANA• “Mariana, wake up. It’s time for school.” My mother’s voice cut through my deep sleep. “Ugh, mom! Five more minutes, please.” I groaned, snuggling deeper into my pillow. “Five more minutes? It’s 7:55, and you’re still asleep! Have you forgotten that today is your first day at ROYAL GATE HIGH SCHOOL, and you’re already late?” Mom snapped, and I groaned loudly as her words finally sank in. “Did you say it’s 7:55? Why didn’t you wake me up sooner?” I scrambled out of bed, tangled in my blanket. “It’s 7:57 now, and don’t blame me. I’ve been trying to wake you up, but you kept saying five more minutes.” She sighed. “Oh no! I can’t believe I’m going to be late on my first day.” I rushed to the bathroom, quickly undressed, showered, and brushed my teeth. Wrapping a towel around my body, I stepped out to find mom gone. I hurried to the wardrobe, grabbed my underwear, and slipped it on. I picked a blue mid-thigh denim skirt, a black tank t

Chapter Thirty-six •MARIANA• “All of this happened just minutes ago, and I wasn’t informed about it? Someone should have sent for me, and I would have come to reshape his ugly face.” Julia said, livid, after Vanessa and I finished recounting the incident. “He’s not ugly, Julia. He’s actually very handsome. It’s his behavior that’s terrible,” Vanessa pointed out. “That’s not the point, Vee. The point is I would have reconstructed his face with my fist and made him ugly,” Julia stated seriously, causing the rest of us to burst into laughter. “Why are you all laughing? Do you think I’m joking?” She asked with yet another serious expression, only intensifying our laughter. The reason we laughed so much is that we all know Julia couldn’t kill an ant, let alone reshape someone’s face with punches. “You guys need to stop laughing. You’re making fun of me,” Julia moaned, and the laughter slowly died down. “You need to stop bluffing, Julia. We all know you can’t hurt a fly, let alone res

Chapter Thirty-eight |AFTER BRIANNA RAN OUT OF THE RESTAURANT| “Jeez! That girl is sooo beautiful.” Simeon said dreamily, the image of Brianna’s cleavage still lingering in his mind. “She sure is. But you shouldn’t have blurted out that comment earlier. You cost me ten million dollars,” Mr. Sergio snapped, glaring hard at Simeon, whose cheeks flushed red. “I’m really sorry about that, boss. But you can’t blame me. She’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen,” Simeon mumbled. “Well, that’s true,” Mr. Sergio admitted, his tone softening. “She’s even more beautiful than my wife was when she was young. Too bad she didn’t take me up on my offer. I’d have paid her handsomely to stay at home, no work required. I would’ve spoiled her with money, but she chose that young, handsome but rude Adrian. Her loss.” He said the last part with a hint of bitterness. “Yeah, her loss,” Simeon agreed, his voice trailing off. “What are we still doing here? Let’s go. We don’t have any business here an

Chapter Forty •ADRIAN• I was deep into some files when I heard a knock on my door. “Come in,” I called out, not looking up. The door creaked open and then shut again, signaling someone had entered. I expected them to speak, but there was nothing. “Okay, who is this? Can’t you just get to the point?” I called out, irritated. I finally glanced up and froze in shock. “Brianna?” I asked, barely able to form the words. “Yes, boss. Good morning. I brought your coffee,” she said with a hint of mischief, walking toward my desk with a cup in her hand. The shock hit me harder—she hadn’t been the one bringing me coffee for a while. “Is this really Brianna?” I asked, still in disbelief. “Yes, boss. It’s me. Don’t I look like Brianna?” She smirked. “You’ve got her face and body, but you’re not dressed like her,” I remarked, bluntly. “You seem to have forgotten, Mr. Adrian. You told me to start dressing conservatively yesterday, and I’m just following your orders,” she replied, reminding me