CEO Fake Wedding

sign a document, agreeing that custody of Miss Charlotte will be solely and exclusively with Mr. Thompson. - I narrow my eyes. - As you may know, the girl only has you two as close and living relatives. I see you don't have any resources to create it. - She points to my clothes. - Therefore, the most suitable place for her is with him. What I am proposing is that you sign without any problems and we will agree a generous amount for you, leaving both parties satisfied. - Wait! - I exclaim, completely outraged by what I just heard. - Are you trying to buy my niece? - I let out an ironic laugh.

- It all depends on your point of view. - Do you think I'm stupid? - His cold eyes stare at me. - I'm not signing anything! - She is the daughter of Mr. Thompson's brother... - I don't even let him finish and interrupt his speech. - She IS my sister's daughter too! - You have no condition to take care of a child and give them a dignified life. I stamp my foot on the floor and fold my arms at chest height. - How it is? Who do you think you are to know if I have the conditions or not? - Just look at you. - Look, you idiot! - I uncross my arms and point my finger in his direction. - Just because I'm not rich like your boss doesn't mean I can't take care of my niece. Know that it's not just money that a child needs, understand? I want you and your boss to go to hell! - I'm starting to get out of there. - Tell him that I will never sign it. - I'm afraid you'll have big problems. I stop walking immediately. - Are you threatening me? - I question, feeling a certain fear, but I don't show it. - I'm just saying that you'll get into a fight for nothing. - We'll see! - Do you have any idea who Noah Thompson is? - He asks and I laugh. - Yes, I have an idiot who thinks he can buy everything and everyone. I won't give up my niece and you can bet I'll fight for her. - I get away from that man as quickly as possible. I feel my legs shake, I've never faced someone like that. I return to the wake and watch the cremation of the bodies. Without a doubt, this part is the hardest, from then on I knew I wouldn't see her again. I returned to my house in tears. I still lived in the house we grew up in, in a simple neighborhood, in the suburbs of San Francisco, despite the difficult conditions, here everyone knew each other, and the neighbors ended up becoming part of the family, and that's actually good, because I feel less alone , since I lived alone with Josh, my dog ​​who kept me company. I confess that I'm a little scared after the conversation I had with that strange man, but I couldn't give up on my niece, I had to fight to be by her side, after all now it was just the two of us. I'm sure my sister would be very disappointed if I renounced Charlotte like that, not to mention I wouldn't forgive myself either. Chapter 1 I was having a snack in the kitchen of my house, when I heard someone knocking on the door, I crossed the small room and opened the old wooden door, seeing my only friend, Judith, standing there. - Sorry, I couldn't get there sooner, that restaurant was crazy today - she explains, entering and leaving her bag on the old sofa. - Okay, I just arrived. - And how was it there? - Sit down and I'll do the same. - Strange, despite all this time away from my sister, it's strange to say goodbye to her like this. - Heavy sigh. - I think I just got into a big fight. - Like this? What fight are you talking about? - Judith inquires and settles down on the sofa, waiting for the gossip. - My brother-in-law's brother's lawyer showed up there, even offering money so I could relinquish custody of my niece without any problems. - My God, Scarlett! And now? - I don't know, he probably has a lot of money and a better chance of winning custody of her. - The fact that he has money doesn't make him the best option to be with her - Judith says. - Tell that to the American authorities. You know that those who have money always have an advantage. She takes an apple out of her bag and starts eating. - That's not fair. I'm sure your sister would want her to stay with you. - You know, if you think about it logically, he is better able to raise her, he can give her everything she needs. - Money is not everything, my friend, you have love, affection and dedication to offer. - Does that fill your stomach, Judith? She was raised in luxury, she studies at a school where the monthly fee would be enough to make a purchase at the supermarket for a family of ten people, she travels in a car with drivers and security guards. While some days I don't even have money for the bus. -Are you thinking about giving up on her? - He asks, looking at me, a little confused. - I can't, I couldn't live with the guilt, but I don't even know how I'm going to pay for a lawyer who can fight Noah Thompson in court. - I already feel defeated before this fight even starts. -Noah Thompson? The engineering CEO? - Judith practically screams. - His company is responsible for building the biggest and most beautiful skyscrapers in San Francisco, he's so bad that people say no one can work with him, and no one has ever even seen a photo of him in the newspapers, he works as a recluse in his rooftop office of one of the largest buildings in the financial district, and they say he goes to work by helicopter every day. - She practically hands me a complete archive of the man's life. Which only served to make me even more terrified. - I need to talk to him, maybe he understands that I can't stay away from my niece. - I reflect on the best option. - And how are you going to get close to him, woman? Didn't you hear anything I said? - I don't know, but I need to find a way to do this. - I was with a guy who works at the reception of the building where his offices are, and he said that no one came near the man. An idea pops into my head. - Are you still in contact with this guy? -Scarllet, what do you have in mind? - He asks, already knowing me well. - Judith, I need to try, maybe if I explain he will understand and be moved, I can't afford a lawyer, I have to appeal to a good heart. - Is Noah Thompson moved? - She starts to laugh. - They say the man doesn't even have a heart, Scarlett! - I have to try, please help me? I need to get into that building. - Beg. She takes a deep breath and ends up agreeing. - Okay, but if you get arrested, don't call me, I can't have any problems with the police, you know my situation in the country. Judith is a Mexican immigrant, she still hasn't gotten a visa to stay in the country, and she's terrified of being deported. And of course I also have this fear, after all, she's the only person I have now, I can't be without her. Chapter 2 My night was another one of those in which insomnia took over me, I tried to read one of my secret novels, which I kept hidden

tale had finally begun, he didn't seem to care about my simple clothes or my unkempt hair, but what I didn't know it was that he only had one interest in me, to help pay for his college education! I was already working as a teacher and everything I earned I divided between the most necessary expenses in my home and helping Tom pay for college. At the end of it all, I was left with debts from bank loans and without the boyfriend who left me for a girl.

silicone from the college. I started to fall in love only with literary characters, at least with them, I could dream in peace and not worry about disappointment. I look at the old clock one more time and I have no more time to waste time. Before the clock even played music, but now after all these years it barely shows the time. I get up and take a quick shower, open my wardrobe and look for suitable clothes. The only problem is that none of my clothes seem suitable for meeting Noah Thompson, so I pick the one I like best, a long floral dress, a light pink cardigan and my inseparable boots, in fact, they were the only shoes I had. , I had bought them at a bazaar at school and, thank heavens, they were lasting. Even after a year of my breakup with Tom, I was still deep in debt, paying off loans, so at the end of the month I had to choose between buying new clothes for myself, or paying the bills. I tie my hair up as best I can, as it is quite rebellious, voluminous and curly. Maybe with the right treatments he would be beautiful, but at that moment he looked more like an ear of corn. I look in the mirror, even liking the result, after all, it couldn't get any better than that. I grab my bag and the address Judith gave me, some change for the bus and leave. The address is on the other side of the city and you'll have to take two buses and walk a few more blocks to get there, but that doesn't matter, if I have to, I'll go to the other side of the world. As expected, I took crowded buses and walked a lot, my feet were sore. Thompson Enterprise... I'm finally here! - Hey how's it going? - I greet the elegant girl at reception. She looks at me from head to toe, making me feel embarrassed. I'm probably disheveled from walking so much. - My name is Scarlett Baker, I would like to speak to Mr. Noah Thompson. - Appointment? It takes me a while to understand what she's saying. - Oh no! - I smile. - I don't have an appointment with him, but it's urgent! - Mr. Thompson does not answer without an appointment. - She looks back at her computer, ignoring me. Damn what am I going to do now? I have to talk to this man! I move away from the reception and see that there are some girls in a corner of the room, they look simple like me, maybe one of them knew someone, who knew someone who could help me. It doesn't hurt to try your luck, does it? I approach and just as I'm about to talk to one of them, a woman dressed in a uniform with the Thompson logo approaches the group. - Come on, the interview is about to start, follow me, there are two vacancies to work cleaning the presidential wing - The woman starts talking as she walks to the elevator, I follow the group waiting for an opportunity to ask for help - Whoever is hired will not You must never address Mr. Thompson, you have to be invisible. - Explain and I'm horrified, what is this man? A king? - We're going to do the test at four today and what I heard is that he's not in a good mood, so whoever survives until the end of the afternoon will be hired. - He speaks naturally, he's probably used to it. I try to talk to a girl next to me, but the elevator door opens and in front of me is the cleanest, most beautiful place I've ever seen, the glass windows go from floor to ceiling, the floor has an impeccable shine, the smell The place smells of wealth, people walk as if they were walking on clouds. The woman looks at us and makes a sign of silence with her index finger and takes us to a door, as soon as we enter she hands us each a uniform and a cleaning cart. - And please. - I start to speak, but she interrupts me. - No words on this floor, you can change and start cleaning, always in the empty rooms - she orders and leaves the small room. I'm not here for a job interview, but this may be the only opportunity I have to meet you. Thinking this way, I change my clothes and put my things in the small closet that I was given the key to. After I'm ready, I leave that room pushing my cart in search of Noah Thompson. Chapter 3 Since becoming the company's CEO, I have worked hard to make it what it is today, the largest engineering company in San Francisco. It's not an easy job, but it's rewarding. When I took over as president, the company was just another company on the market, but today it stands out, becoming the best. My father never had business acumen, he was content with earning just enough to support our family, however, I don't think that way, I'm always wanting more and more. Power and money are two things I have in abundance and I am always looking for more. Zac, my younger brother, has always been an adventurer and never liked working at the company. He spent much of his youth surfing and spending his inheritance on women, travel and drinks, until he met a girl from the suburbs with whom he was enchanted. At the time, I tried to warn him about getting involved with girls like that, but he was blinded by love and didn't listen to me. The surname Thompson attracts a lot of leeches. My brother and I differed on many things and constantly disagreed with each other, but if there was one thing we had in common, it was the certainty that we only had each other. But now he's gone and I'm alone in this world. Well, not entirely

something ever happened to him, I would be here to protect and take care of his daughter, even though I didn't know exactly how to do that. The only certainty I have is that I will keep my word. I only have one small problem that I will resolve soon, my niece's aunt refused to accept the money and leave custody entirely to me. It would have saved me a headache if that poor thing had accepted, but that's okay, I'll go over her head if necessary, by hook or by crook, she'll have to accept it. A knock on the office door interrupts my thoughts. - Mr.

Thompson, I'm sorry to come here, I know you don't like to be disturbed, but... - Genna, the housekeeper, begins to speak, rambling as always. - If you know, then be brief and leave - I say, without patience. - She IS the girl, she doesn't stop calling for her father and mother. I don't know what else to say to calm her down. - Tell the truth. - That they died? - He asks, with wide eyes. - Children have to learn from a young age to deal with losses, so they don't grow up fantasizing about a perfect world and break down when they discover that the perfect world doesn't exist. - Sir, I can't tell her that. - Genna lowers her head. - Well, let me do the talking myself. - I get up and pass the woman, who looks at me scared. I didn't have much contact with my niece other than some photos sent by my brother, photos that I often didn't even open. Yesterday the nanny brought her here, but I haven't gone to talk to her yet. I see her sitting on the couch, hugging a brown teddy bear. The girl has brown hair, very reminiscent of my mother's, as are her features. I get closer and tears start to roll down the little girl's face. - Are you Uncle Noah? - She asks, in her sweet little girl voice. Uncle? How strange to hear her calling me that. I clear my throat. - I am. - That's all I can answer and I bend down in front of him. -Uncle Noah, why am I here? Where are mom and dad? I miss them! I thought it would be easier to come here and tell her to her face that her parents are not coming back, but now, in front of her, words fail me. - Is that your bear? - I bring up any random topic. - Yes, that's Mr. Rub - she presents her bear. - My father gave it to me. - He looks cool to me! - He looks like you. - Opens a small smile. - Do you think I'm cool? - And it's not? Usually uncles are nice. And he also has hair, just like you! - He runs his hand over my beard. The innocent gesture, taking me by surprise, ends up scaring me and I move away. I'm not used to these things. In fact, I'm not used to people in general. - Can't I touch you, uncle? - The little one is smart and notices my strange reaction. I cough to relieve the strange feeling of a lump forming in my throat. - Charlotte, I need to tell you something very important. - I start to speak, looking for the right words. - Is it about mom and dad? - As I already noticed, the girl is really very smart. - Yes, it's just... - I can't tell the truth. - They had to go on a trip and it will take a while to get back. - They died, right Uncle Noah? - I widen my eyes. - Dad said that about Teddy too, but the truth is he died! - She speaks, looking down and touching the bear. - Who is Teddy? - Our dog, Dad said he took a long trip to, that he was going to cheer up another family, but I heard him and Mom talking one night, Dad said he was dead. Did Mom and Dad go take care of Teddy, Uncle Noah? - The girl keeps staring at me. I am astonished. For the first time in my life, I can't find the words to respond to someone. - Yes, Charlotte, they went to take care of Teddy. -With no other alternative, I opt for the truth. She gets up and runs to me, hugging my legs. At first I don't know what to do, but soon I bend down, letting her hug me the right way. - Will the Lord take care of me, Uncle Noah? - He looks at me, his eyes full of tears. - Yes. - My chest feels strangely tight. Charlotte cried a lot and said several times that she was going to miss her parents very much, but little by little she calmed down. She chose to watch a cartoon and fell asleep. Chapter 4 The next morning, Charlotte woke up as if nothing had happened. I decided that I would arrive a little later than usual at the company, as I would have breakfast with her, before she went to school. I didn't usually go out of my routine, in a way, that irritated me a little, but I thought it would be important to have it with her at that moment and I was right. The little girl was very happy with this small gesture. She asked me to take her to school, but I would end up being too late and I promised that I would do it another day. Charlotte doesn't seem like a girl who would give me trouble, in my opinion, she was well educated. I got into the elevator, which was on the heliport, and got off on the presidential floor. I walked through the silent corridors, everything was the same as always, which I was very pleased with. My peace was taken away when I walked into my living room and there was a woman humming as she cleaned. She had a bucket in one hand and a rag in the other. - Why are you here? - I ask, without any delicacy or patience. She gets scared and drops the bucket full of water in the middle of the room, making a huge mess. - Damn it! - She complains, looking at the damage she did. Quickly his wide eyes are directed towards me. - Forgive me, I'll fix everything. By the way, my name is Scarlett, I'm the new cleaning lady. - She introduces herself, all smiling. - It doesn't matter, this will be your last day, clean up this mess and leave my room immediately! - I order. As if the damage wasn't enough, the girl takes a step forward and slips on the wet floor, falling hard to the ground. I get closer and when she tries to get up, she slips again, but this time I'm quicker and catch her, preventing her from falling. That was all I needed, a labor process.