When his grandfather refuses to hand over the company to him unless he gets married; Corey Armante is left in a fix. Asking a stranger to marry him was crazy but the stranger agreeing to marry him was crazier but what was more crazy of the two was the other identity of the stranger.
Chapter 1 The Begining
Corey stared at the very much older man in front of him in shock as he ran his hands through his hair. He almost couldn't believe what the old man was saying.
"You want me to get married first?" he asked in shock as the older man pursed his lips in a stubborn way while folding his arms together like a child.
"Why? You can't?" he asked as Corey turned to the woman seated beside him peeling apples.
"Mom, you aren't going to say anything?" He asked as the older woman also smiled at him.
"You should listen to your grandfather. You are old enough to get married" she replied as Corey stared at her for a while before chuckling.
"As if" he muttered as he turned to the older man while a huge pile of grey hair.
"Grandpa, this wasn't the deal. You said you would give me the company if I could revive that food factory and I did. What's this nonsense about me getting married first?" Corey asked as the older man turned to him.
"By becoming the President of the corporation, you need to have a sense of responsibility" he replied as Corey frowned and chuckled.
"And you think I don't have?" Corey asked with furrowed eyebrows as his grandfather shook his head.
"I know you have. But getting married is like having a responsibility. You are responsible ot your wife and everything she has. If you get married, I'll feel more secure about you being responsible" he replied as Corey folded his arms.
"Hey old man; I know your logic doesn't even make sense to you" Corey started as he sighed.
"Is it my fault your other grandchildren have refused to provide you a great grandchild? Why are you hounding me of all people for one?" Corey asked as he sighed softly.
"Get married my ass" he muttered as he walked out of the hospital ward not forgetting to slam the door behind him.
He slipped his hands into his pockets as he gritted his teeth together while walking towards the elevator. A young man around his age dressed a tight fitting black suit quickly pressed on the elevator button and Corey stepped in while he stepped in after him.
"Fucking old man" Corey muttered as he rested his back against the steel wall while still spewing all kinds of curses underneath his breadth.
He is the seventh grandson of Caleb Armante, a popular business tycoon. The Armante family could be said to be one of the biggest family in North America.
They had chain of businesses everywhere and anywhere. They were a family no one could mess with or get too familiar with. Corey's parents were supposed to inherit the business as his father had easily proved to be the best potion out of his children but he wasn't in the least interested in business and had a much greater interest in the entertainment world. He started up his own entertainment business and in less than five years, his entertainment company was one of the biggest in the country thereby also expanding the Armante's family business. His wife likewise, Corey's mom wasn't in the least interested in the company and quickly ventured into the health sector of the Armante business becoming one of the best surgeon's in the country and overseas.
Thus the responsibility of taking over the family business fell to the grandchildren. The Armante family had always produced excellent children and so were the grandchildren; to get their grandfather's favour, they had had to work hard to beat each other since they were little.
And among the grandchildren, Corey had easily stood out among the rest. Unlike the others, he never did really have to compete with them as he had always left them all behind and since he was little he had been the old man's favourite.
Since he knew he would inherit the company at the end of the da, he had worked twice as hard emerging as the best student from pre-school to middle school to high school, he didn't spare the University as he participated in all kinds of competitions with him emerging as the winner or the first runner up.
By the time Corey was 24, he had a stack of certificates in his drawer and a room filled with awards in the grandfather's house. He was already well known in the country and in the continent, everyone already knew that the Armante family business would be handed over to him.
Few months after Corey clocked 24, his grandfather had sent for him and Corey had finally thought that it was time to take over the family business only for the old man to give him of their declining businesses and asked him to put it back on track, disappointed and livid, he had rejected the idea until the old man had promised him to give him the company if he could bring revive the company. With that promise he had gone to the company and almost a year later, the company was booming alongside with the other business. And according to the deal he and the old man had had back then, it was time to give him the company and now the old man was asking him to get married.
Married?
Corey scoffed as the elevator made a 'ding' sound and the doors slid open and Corey stepped out of the elevator as he walked out slipping his hands into his pockets while ignoring the giggles and whispers from the people in the hospital lobby. There were several guys clad in black suits outside the hospital and one of them immediately opened the door and Corey got into the car as the bodyguard who had been walking behind him got into the car with him.
"Where to?" he asked quietly as Corey reclined in his seat and rubbed his forehead.
"The company" he replied quietly as the driver ignited the car as a line of black cars rolled out of the compound.