I Am The Luna

Chapter 24

ZAIA.

THREE YEARS LATER…

I lace my fingers together, resting my elbows on the sleek marble of my top- floor executive office. Scoffing as the man before me rambles on.

Cocking a brow, I finally intervene. “Mr Santoni, time is precious, and I have places to be, deals to close, and money to make. So, shall we get to the proof that these company records show?”

His face pales as he presses his lips into a tight line. “You are gravely mistaken, Ms Toussaint! I can assure you the miners’ project was something that we handled correctly! Those poor folk are trying to con the company! They are snakes!”

My eyes flash as I slam my hand on top of the file, making him flinch as I stand up.

“Mr Santoni. I will not tolerate you antagonising me. You embezzled millions of dollars from this company, which was set aside for the family of the deceased miners abroad after the accident two years ago! Did you really think that I would not look into it?” I ask sharply, my voice dripping with authority and warning him to dare deny the truth that is laid before us.

He lowers his head, swallowing hard. A drop of sweat trickles down his face and he takes out his handkerchief, wiping it away nervously.

“P-please Ms Toussaint… the th-thing … I mean I have served this company for over twenty years, my father before me worked for the Toussaint enterprises, how can you let that all be cast aside so qu-quickly…” he mumbles his eyes darting around the office as if looking for a way to escape.

We are on the thirty-seventh floor of Toussaint Enterprises, a building that sits in the centre of the business district. There is nowhere to escape with security on every floor and at every exit.

I say coldly, “Those families needed it far more than you, and when they raised those concerns, you

the manager put in charge had been careless and Mr Santoni here had only made matters worse. But ultimately the company

shifted once in my life, lately her emotions have

press charges!” he pleads as he suddenly holds his hands up pleadingly as he rushes to the table, and gets

a button under the table. “I need security. I’m afraid you will

unable to comprehend those words before he tilts his head and shakes

never accept it!” he shouts as the door opens and

is caught on tape, Mr Santoni. Anything and

No no!

and turn away from the

“Are you alright, Boss?”

the

“Yes, Ma’am.”

across the entire wall, from floor to ceiling, behind my desk. I look out at the city that is mapped with sky-high buildings

horns blaring can be heard from drivers impatient

a building far across the business district. A building that towers several storeys higher than ours. The biggest here…. the exterior is full glass, with words in matt black running along the side that you can read from miles away, set against a

ARAN KING

once clench at my heart as a reminder of my

Almost.

sophisticated updo, a few tendrils of red hair

is the image of

blouse that is emphasised around my breasts. I’ve gained weight there since I had the little ones. The

Toussaint, the Managing Director of

years to get to this position with only my father and the

proving myself at every corner, fighting against those who tried to

I realised that if we had truly

now, I live in a world of wit, deceit, and power. I prefer the latter because, in this world, no one can break

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