Mike stormed into his office in his angry state and sat down on his cushion chair which he had set expensively to his taste. He gave a grunt as he remembered his father's words when he had called him.
He hated the marriage so much that he was starting to hate the supposed bride too. How could she also agree to a forced marriage happening between two companies just for the sake of business?
"I would very much like to see that lady and talk some sense into her head but what if father gets to know about it and starts to threaten me about the inheritance again?" Mike asked himself as he brushed off the thought of seeing the girl he was supposed to marry.
They were going to see each other on the wedding day anyway, he had no choice but to accept his fate or risk having it the hard way.
He decided to just relax and cool off on his chair for the time being before going back to work or maybe he should not even get back to any work at all, he was the CEO anyway.
