The Smith Group was abuzz!
The three failed projects were very high profile, and everyone had their eye on the pie.
The consistent drop in share prices was rming to shareholders and employees alike.
Everyone was afraid!
The shareholders were afraid of losing their money.
The employees were afraid of gettingid off.
The upper management employees were afraid of getting picked on because of the high-profile failure of the projects.
The shareholder’s meeting, as expected by everyone, was scheduled. And somehow, everyone was aware of the meeting.
All the employees waited with bated breath for the consequences.
On the day of the meeting, Jonathan brought his wife to thepany for the first time.
They walked hand in hand as their assistant followed them closely. Jonathan showed her around and whispered in her ear.
Vincent seemed to be cing bets and jesting with Liliana’s assistant – Alice McDraw.
The employees were stunned. They hadn’t seen Jonathan for ages as he went in and out of thepany through his private elevator.
They did not know what to make of the carefree attitude of the couple.
Some admired them for their calmness. Some thought it was Jonathan’sst chance to show off to his much-wealthier wife as the CEO.
Some thought he had brought out big guns for protection because his position seemed to be quickly slipping away.Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.
Some thought Jonathan had everything under control, so he was merely trying to reassure the employees.
Nheless, they held their breath in front of the couple and were respectful and polite.
As soon as they had moved away, the chatter began.
‘I think we are safe now!’
‘What does that even mean? How can Mrs. Liliana save us? She is likely to dump President Smith for his mismanagement. You know about political marriages between the rich.’
‘My Idol is not that kind of person. She is here to show support. She would back her husband.’
‘If it is a political marriage, they would have to stick together even more. Or, Mrs. Liliana would never be able to whitewash her image.’
‘Our President looks too rxed. It can only be because he is unafraid.’
‘They are the power couple. They will emerge from this crisis and stun everyone with their brilliance.’
‘I am getting positive vibes, guys. This crisis shall pass.’
‘Aye! This too shall pass!’
The tter stopped when all the employees received a ping on their work DM.
“Mrs. Petrova-Smith has brought pastries and chips for everyone. Everyone, please proceed to the cafeteria for the snacks.”
The employees did not know what to think of it as they all went to the cafeteria.
In the President’s office – Jonathan led his wife to his office and ushered her inside.
He closed the door and rolled the windows while she sat on his chair without scruples.
Jonathan went to her and teased her, “You have taken my spot, Mrs. Smith.”
Liliana raised her eyes and said, “So what?”
Jonathan couldn’t help butugh. He loved everything about her.
He picked her up and sat down on the chair, holding her in hisp.
Liliana did not even exim at his behavior.
Jonathan kissed her and said, “This is much better, Mrs. Smith.”
Sheughed and straddled him, “Is that so, Mr. Husband?”
He caressed her face and lips before covering them with his lips. His hands moved on their own ord as they sneaked beneath her top.
Liliana stopped his wandering hand, pulled down his cor, and bit him.
She purred in his ears, “You are being naughty, Mr. Husband. We have a meeting in an hour.”
Jonathan kissed and teased her, “One hour is enough, Mrs. Smith.”
Sheughed, “Is that so?”
Jonathan sensed the provocation in herughter. He had a bad feeling about it. Sure enough, her words made him jerk back in shock.
“Well then, let’s continue, Mr. Husband. We will keep the one-hour counter at home as well.”
“I was wrong, Mrs. smith! How can one hour be enough? Besides, this is my workce. I need to work hard to feed my wife and kids.”
Lilianaughed.
Jonathan could only look at her and shake his head.
She sat sideways on hisp and watched him as he worked.
Finally, the much-anticipated shareholder’s meeting started.