บททั้งหมดของ CEO's Hidden Marriage: บทที่ 361 - บทที่ 370

Viaan’s POV:-“What do you all mean by butcher your rights?” My voice was calm yet firm; I asked loudly, making sure my voice reached at least the ones in front. “Who is butchering your rights, and how?” I added, again in a high-pitched voice.The crowd seemed to freeze for a moment.Some of them frowned at my question, others probably didn’t hear, but they paused for a second, nonetheless. They nudged at each other, driving their attention to me as well.“I get you want your demands to get fulfilled, but what is this claim of your rights getting butchered?” I made eye contact with a few of them and ushered them to answer.The noise surrounding us was lessened by many decibels. It was a kind of silence, helping me to hear their voice clearly now.“Cutting off our wages and facilities isn’t butchering of rights, Mr. Adams?” One of them, who probably heard my question, challenged; his voice was heavy with genuine despair. His red eyes mirrored a profound sense of disappointment.The int

Writer’s POV:-Inside the Adams Corps’ imposing headquarters, Viaan, Ryan, and Leo watched the news coverage with a mix of apprehension and disbelief. The CEO remained a portrait of stoicism, cognizant of the gravity of their recent discussions and the far-reaching implications they held. However, what neither of them could have fathomed was how those crucial conversations, which were meant to chart a course for the company’s future, would be twisted into a clueless, damaging loop.Little did they anticipate that their words would be manipulated like this, turned into a distorted narrative, and weaponized solely against Viaan.As the news unfolded, it became painfully apparent that someone had cunningly seized upon their words, which they were absolutely oblivious to being recorded, distorting them into a narrative designed to defame Viaan alone. This malicious manipulation sent shockwaves throughout the corporation, sowing discord and distrust among employees.The protest from the la

Writer’s POV:-“I am going to confront him myself, boss. He is the only person outside our circle to sit in the car. And we have all the reasons to doubt him.” Leo said to Viaan as he doubted a particular one and reminded Viaan about the same.“He actually has a point there, Viaan. Your car is one safe place. Getting taped inside it means someone has had access to it,” Ryan supported.Viaan looked at Ryan and Leo and sighed heavily.“Even I think it’s him only. Anyway, go ahead with your plan. But make sure whatever you do, you do sooner. We don’t have all the time to focus on it. The longer the things are strained, the higher the chances are for the investors to pull out. I can’t afford to suffer that huge loss. Not right now!” Viaan sighed, pressing his temple.“Don’t worry, I know how to get the truth out of his mouth if he is actually behind it, as I feel my intuitions are right,” Leo reassured him before getting up from his chair. “I’ll be back in some hours.”“Come straight to t

NHCHARI:-The child in the bed stirred, as if sensing the tension in the room. Her innocent eyes blinked open, and she looked around, bewildered by the somber atmosphere.“What’s happening?” Ava’s voice croaked as she looked at her parents in confusion before looking at the third person and recognizing him instantly. “Uncle, Leo!?”Ava had met Leo twice, but in two meetings only the kid was fond of Uncle Leo. Her petite face broke into a heartwarming grin as she greeted him. Her dimples deepened, enhancing her childlike charm. She blinked those long, dark lashes as her gaze remained fixed on Leo, her curiosity piqued.“Hello, Uncle Leo,” The little girl chimed, her voice soft and sweet like a melody. “I’m okay now! But where have you been? I missed you.” She lay in her bed, propped up by a mountain of pillows, her big, innocent eyes curiously fixated on Uncle Leo.Leo softened his cold expressions and smiled gently at the little girl. He couldn’t help but be touched by the child’s gen

Brown Corporation:-After delivering a brief preamble, Mr. White’s voice gained a weighty gravitas. “Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come to announce the next CEO of Brown Corporation.” He eyed the people sitting in front of him, noting everyone’s curious gaze.He knows that the people who never interfered with him in his search trusted him with justice and fairness in his search. He knew people were desperate to know who Mr. White had selected to name for the new CEO, yet they sat silently, waiting for the man to break the news himself.Ever since that fateful day when Mr. White had taken it upon himself to identify the ideal candidate for the position, someone who would not betray the company’s trust as Hunter Brown had, the anticipation had grown. Someone who does not backstab them like Hunter did, much to everyone’s shock and dismay.They all know it is only Mr. White who can find such an honest and reliable person since he has been in his role since the start of the company an