Scarlett's Dilemma

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position of CEO. The Walton family members felt the need of not maki

at was their problem with me? Was it because Father didn't leave them a p

d fancy was the fact was that Mrs Walton , aka m

take after her. I fou

wouldn't want to shut their eyes after glancing at me. One more thing, my tie. I adjusted it and I

e composure, resist the urge to show mysel

me, going down the sta

e said, planting a kiss on my cheek.

soup, spaghetti sauce, or pancakes, name it. I sat at th

grew soir. I I didn't have the appetite. It was either the excitement, or the sight of the whole delicacy, or the

er fingers, "deli

eah, I guess I have

hung by the side of her mouth. I streamed towards h

with my little finge

iting the living room, leading me to the chauf

to that day, with a blurry view of Father on his deat

rganization was my dream regardless my aspiratio

ound that I get married. That was him, an old man obsessed with marriage

that, but what could I have done, he wasn't willing to indicate it in

I feel no guilt that he died, at least

ar sto

ed the driver. W

recting his gaze at me through the ra

thought of her... . I adjusted my face in order not to look frustrated or even irritated wit

ly managed to plant that kiss on her artificia

be..." S

n smiling face. " Is that how you say

do you

my wardrobe and go on a vacation to the Maldives...

away and you have the effrontery to

she feigned having those tears filled in he eyes. Of co

Wha

a short memory and forget things easily," My brows furrowed in amaze

from her. She palmed her face and immediate

e you he

money. T

why you'

for a few seconds. Bridget's phone chimed and she chec

You see why I call you the best." S

ice." I commanded the driver as he drove off. Nothing seemed quite like it was before. Every

tly hop

heart skipped a bit as the flashes of media camer

Everywhere was filled with mummerings and restless souls of the company. "What the hell was that? Why are they here?" They hesitated in letting speech flow out of their lips. " Mr Walton?" Josh, the manager called as I turned. His face was heavy with things untold. He walked me into my office. He sighed, I silently prayed it w