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Then, at long last, the woman emerges from the car, dressed in a white suit with her hair neatly pulled back into a ponytail.
Despite her age, she was stunningly attractive and had a strong aura around her. It was as though she was born to lead.
Everyone was taken aback by her beauty, but what took everyone by surprise was not only her beauty but also the fact that the
woman who was now the owner of the two businesses was far younger than everyone else. She could be between the ages of
18 and 19 years old. The whole media sector was taken aback by this. Everyone was curious about the identity of the woman, or
rather, the girl. Why is it that nobody knows who the woman is? The photographers snapped pictures from left and right,
flashlights were attacking her from all angles. As if she had been born into the spotlight, she exuded confidence.
The Grayson Group was broadcasting live to news outlets throughout the world. The woman entered the conference room and
found a seat.
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~Camila’s POV~
I appeared in front of the camera despite the fact that I detested being in the spotlight when I was younger. But I was in this place
to fight for my family. I don’t know what Chris is hiding but, since everything is under me, I intend to find out. I flipped the script on
everyone else. Chris and his grandfather were on the receiving end of my snarky remarks. I stood there while everyone snapped
pictures, waiting for my turn to speak. I grinned at the camera before beginning to talk.
“My name is Camila Mendoza, and I’m the new President of Grayson Group and Grayston and sons, which was their family
business,” I introduced myself.
Each and every person’s jaw was on the floor! I was interrupted by one of the journalists before I could finish what I was saying.
“Can you tell me your age?” This makes it easy and straightforward for me.
“22,” I said and everyone’s eyes in the conference room widened when they heard this. After that, I received another inquiry from
“I was curious how the two Grayston businesses were purchased by a 22-year-old woman,” I responded with a smile to the
query.
“Simple. I am Christopher Grayston’s ex-wife. The remainder is up to you to determine. Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to thank
you for your time. I have companies to run.”
My new assistant and I had a leisurely stroll together. He walked through the door and into the room where the two company
employees were waiting and opened it for me. The hall was enormous, in keeping with the size of the two companies. I walked in
and started dressing my employees in the attire of the newly elected president. However, I realized that everyone was
preoccupied with making so much noise and was not even paying attention to me. No, not because they didn’t notice me
arriving, but because they view me as someone who can be easily disregarded. That was a bad move on their end. Some
people lower the sound of their voices when they saw me, but those old fools believe they have the right to treat me with
contempt because of my age. I hate being walked over. Only if they knew how urgently I desired this to be over. They would
never try to challenge me. I took a step back and gazed at them. When I looked at my assistant, I made a snorting motion with
my head.
“Can you tell me who they are?”
“Madam, to your left, is Simon, the head of the design team; to your right is his assistant, Mr. Smith; and finally, on your far left is
Lloyd; he is the head of the advertisement team.”
“All right, bring me a microphone.”
“Certainly, ma’am.”
My assistant delivered the microphone to me. He handed me the microphone. I swallowed and cleared my throat.
“Gentlemen, would you mind giving me your attention?” I whispered something in hushed tones, but the three gentlemen
continued their own conversation as if they weren’t aware of my presence. In any case, I am willing to give them another chance.
hand, continued to converse with one another. I did a fantastic job with my smirking at that point! “Mr. Simon, Mr. Lloyd, and Mr.
Smith, you’re fired! Get out!”
“Who the fuck do you think you are to fire me? Do you know who I am?”
“Yes, I am familiar with your identity as a former Grayston Group employee. Oh, you asked me who the fuck I am. I am the fuck
that pays your salary. It is outrageous that you would disrespect me while I stand here in front of my staff, trying to address them!
I pay your salary, not the other way around. Now get out!”
All eyes were on me, and I was dead serious and exuded a lethal aura that caused everyone to take me seriously for the first
time. What most people were unaware of was that I was on a mission. One which my husband was taking a very long time to
complete. I was not going to wait around for Chris to solve the situation.
The boardroom was my first port of call when I realized everyone was on the same page as I was. There, I came face to face
with my darkest nightmare. Eventually, I regained my cool. I saw Chris sitting in the presidential chair. Well, that’s my chair now.
When I looked around, I noticed that both firms’ boards of directors were there. Then my eyes shifted to my husband, whom I
intended to love torturing.
“CEO Grayston, I suppose that chair is reserved for the president. Would you kindly step aside?” If eyes could kill. This man had
the potential to strangle me to death. Chris, to my astonishment, did not compel me to go; instead, he simply moved aside
without a fight. Oh my God, when I sat down on the chair, the chair smelled exactly like him. The scent that has been my favorite
since I married him assaulted my senses so strongly that I was abruptly unable to breathe. “As you already know, I will not
squander your valuable time, gentlemen. I’ve come to make some modifications. Without a doubt, Christopher Grayston will
continue to lead The Grayston Group, and his brother, Joshua Grayston, will continue to handle their family business, which is
now mine.”
Every member of the board was deafeningly quiet because they learned that the new president had fired two people for
disobeying her earlier today.
“The only thing that has changed is that Joshua and Christopher Grayston will now be reporting directly to me. Do you have any
further questions?” No one asked anything, so I continued, “If there is nothing else, gentlemen, I’ll have to take my leave. I am a
busy woman.” I said that and then left.