My Ex-Husband Begged Me to Take Him Back - Chapter 298

Chapter 298: Dylan is no longer fit to run the company.

Chapter 298: Dylan is no longer fit to run the company.

Luke smirked, rolling the stack between his fingers, the crisp bills rustling softly.

Erica watched him, taking a sip of her drink.

A strange unease stirred within her.

Why was Luke accepting money from this man?

“That’s great,” Luke slipped the cash into his pocket and stood up.

“I need to use the bathroom.” He strode toward the hallway, his footsteps fading as he disappeared from view.

Left alone with Luke’s friend, Erica shifted uncomfortably.

The silence between them stretched, heavy and expectant.

His gaze lingered on her, unreadable yet intense, making her pulse quicken.

For the first time, she wondered if she had made a mistake coming here.

She shifted in her seat, gripping the glass in her hands, wishing she could disappear, or better yet-flee.

But that wasn’t an option.

She couldn’t upset Luke.

“Miss Erica, are you dating Luke?” he asked.

“Uh€¦It’s not like that.

We have a good connection, but dating€¦ that depends on Luke.

If he wants to make me his girlfriend, I’ll readily accept it.” The man chuckled.

‘Girlfriend?’ He scoffed inwardly.

‘Such a naive woman.

Luke would never make a slut like you his girlfriend.’ “My friends are coming to the party,” he said casually, taking a slow sip.

“See if you like any of them.

Don’t waste your time on Luke.” He leaned back, crossing one leg over the other, his smirk widening.

“He is a playboy.

He is not serious about you-it’s just a fling.” The words hit Erica like a slap, and for a moment, she struggled to keep her expression neutral.

She knew Luke had no feelings for her.

She was just like another woman he fucked.

But sadly, she had to obey him to repay her debts.

Erica felt bitter in her heart.

With one go, she drank the entire drink.

The man smirked as he watched this.

He had already spiked the drink.

It was just a matter of time before the drug showed its effects.

Soon enough, Erica felt hot, her cheeks burning.

Her vision swam, and her head spun.

She rubbed her forehead, blinking frequently.

But her discomfort only grew.

“Are you not feeling well?” The man moved closer to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

“Let me take you to the bedroom.” “I feel hot,” she mumbled, clinging to him.

“What is happening to me?” “You are drunk,” he said.

“Let me help you cool down.” He took her into the bedroom, his breathing growing heavy in lust.

As soon as he locked the door behind them, he discarded his clothes.

“Why is it so hot?” Erica mumbled, unzipping her dress.

Before she could figure out anything, the man lunged at her and pushed her to the bed.

He pressed her under him and kissed her hungrily.

Under the influence of the drug, Erica’s mind was muddled.

She found his kiss soothing.

Soon, she surrendered herself to him and kissed him back.

The room filled with their lusty groans and moans.

Once he finished, his friends joined him.

They injected something in her veins, and Erica grew even wild.

The four men fucked her one after another, again and again the whole night.

The next day€¦ The conference room buzzed with whispers as the directors exchanged curious glances, each person wondering why a meeting was called all of a sudden.

The door cracked open, and Lydia walked in.

All heads turned to her.

A stunned silence fell into the room, each person wondering why Lydia had suddenly appeared.

Her presence was an unexpected disruption.

Lydia used to lead the company a long time ago, but she had stepped down ever since Dylan had taken control.

“Why is she here?” a senior director asked in a hushed tone to the one who was sitting beside him.

“What is going on?” “I don’t know either,” the other one said, equally stunned.

“Let’s wait and see.” Lydia’s posture was poised, her every step calculated as she walked to the front of the room, exuding an air of authority that none could ignore.

Her eyes scanned the faces of the directors.

Nina shifted uneasily in her seat, her eyes darting to the door, her thoughts racing.

She had already reached out to Dylan and told him about the conspiracy brewing in the office.

She had been certain that he would attend this crucial meeting.

But now, as Lydia stood there, a knot formed in Nina’s stomach.

‘Why is he not here yet?’ she wondered in her mind, her restlessness growing.

Her fingers tightened around the edge of the table as she waited for Dylan to show up.

Lydia stood at the head of the table, her presence commanding attention as she began to speak.

“Hello, everyone.

Thank you for gathering here on short notice.

As you all know, Dylan is injured.

His injury is quite serious.” She gave a bunch of documents to a director sitting nearby her.

“Please pass these on,” she said politely.

“This is his medical report.

Please take a look.

You will understand how serious his condition is.” The documents were passed to everyone around the table.

Their faces started to shift from casual curiosity to shock as they read through the report.

Whispers broke out, and Lydia savored every moment of it, knowing the chaos her revelation would stir.

She squared her shoulders, standing tall as she continued, her voice unwavering.

“Dylan’s injury is grave.

He will never walk again.

I’ve confirmed this with the doctor.

His incapacity means that he is no longer fit to run the company.

I, therefore, am stepping in to lead.” A ripple of tension spread through the room.

Nina’s patience almost snapped.

She sneakily sent a message to Dylan.

‘Mr.

Brooks, please come to the office soon.

Or else the situation will become worse.’ “You have noticed Dylan is not coming to the office,” Lydia continued.

“He even hasn’t attended the success party lately.

It’s because he doesn’t want anyone to know about his condition.

But truth can never be hidden.” Lydia could feel the eyes on her.

“His incapacity means that he is no longer fit to run the company.

I, therefore, am stepping in to lead.

I’m sure we all want to make sure this company continues to thrive, don’t we?” Her eyes flickered over the directors, reading their uncertain expressions.

“I object.” Nina stood with her back straight, a quiet storm brewing inside her.

“You’re not even a board member, and you have no formal position here.

How do you expect to simply take over as CEO?

That’s impossible.

Mr.

Brooks hasn’t said anything, and until he does, we won’t accept your leadership.”