Tyrant girl in disguise

She pinched herself thinking it was a dream but the jacket on her shoulder reminded her that it wasn't. With a flushed face she quickly gathered her stuff and walked out.

The next day,

In a conference every board member sat quietly as the chairman of the corporation gestured to the man sitting on his left side. Everyone knew this man would once again make the worst choice so no one fully paid attention to him. The man had black hairs and blue eyes he was none other then Claude walker the illegitimate son of chairman and Ian's older brother. He also inherited their father's gene and looked quite handsome. When the head of deals managing department set his thoughts on table of making cooperation with china Mr. Borrice looked at Claude and said

"What do you think of this deal."

"I think we shouldn't go with his proposal."

Everyone in the room sighed for hindered time. This always happened it was such a good proposal yet he had to ruin everything. They looked at Mr.borrice right side with hope where the devil was sitting. He paid no attention to them rather the pen in his hand looked interesting to him. As always his hairs messy as ever this time he was wearing a black suit that looked dashing on him yat he couldn't stay still as the perfect suit sleeves were rolled up and the tie had long lost its purpose in making the latter look clean now it was helplessly hanging loose on around the devil's neck.

"Father I think that there is no need to check the goods we should have trust in the other party beside we will waste our time in checking them obviously they couldn't have done something wrong."

"Your right son "

Mr.borrice praised his son anyway even if they would be in loss he could handle it. He just wanted to prove that his son is the best then this one. He looked at Ian without hiding his disgust.

"So does anyone have a problem?"

He asked and no one spoke who would dare to they rather not loose their job all they could do was place their hope on Ian now!!

"Great then.."

"Wait"

Mr.borrice was cut of by a deep voice who he already knew was. He clenched his fist to surpass the anger building inside him.

This bastard. Every time when he was about to pass an order he just to but in. Clearly he was messing with him!! One day he would surely teach him a good lesson!

While forcing a smile he asked the devil

"What's wrong with this deal?"

"Nothing"

He leisurely said as if enjoying every expression Mr. Borrice made who could clearly read Ian expression saying I live for it what can you do about it?