My Ruling Ghost CEO

Sion Alexander Robin, a man with an unrivaled reputation, was the CEO of Robin Group, a giant corporation in the city of Mayro.

However, over the past two days, the world around him no longer felt normal. People passed by him as if he didn't exist.

Whenever Sion tried to speak, the words coming from his mouth seemed unheard. The hands that once held control over a massive company now couldn't touch anything.

"Oh God, what's wrong with me? Am I dead?"

He spoke to himself, but no one could answer his question. Was he dead? If so, why was he still here in this world? If not, then why was everyone ignoring him?

Desperate, Sion sat on a park bench. As usual, the park was full of children playing or couples chatting, yet not a single glance was directed his way.

Growing more frustrated, Sion rubbed his temples, trying to make sense of what was happening.

But as he was lost in thought, a young woman suddenly sat beside him. She appeared simple, holding a stack of documents in her hands.

She glanced at Sion with a smile, surprising him, though he remained silent.

"That darn professor! My thesis got rejected, my tuition is overdue, my paycheck is small, and now there's the threat of getting fired because people think I'm strange!"

The girl took a deep breath, muttering endlessly to herself.

"Damn this life! Why did I have to be born poor?"

Sion remained quiet, listening to her rant while studying her face. Eventually, the girl turned to Sion again.

"Hey, mister! Why are you staring at me like that? Do you have the same problems as me?" she asked.

Sion was shocked as her gaze met his. His eyes widened in disbelief.

"Hey! What's your problem? Oh, come on, relax! I just asked why you're looking at me like you've seen Lucifer in broad daylight," she said again.

"Can you see me?" Sion asked in a deep voice.

The young woman laughed, then shook her head in irritation.

"Of course, I can. You're sitting here looking all desperate. Is your problem worse than mine, mister?"

Sion held his head, feeling even more confused. How could this girl see him when no one else could?

"You're a strange one. Oh, God... I have so many problems, and now I meet someone as odd as you. Whatever!" the girl muttered as she walked away.

"Wait! Don't go! What's your name?" Sion called out, pleading.

"Roura. My name's Roura! And sorry, I have too much on my plate-assignments to finish, bills to pay, and a boss ready to fire me. I don't have time for dinner or a stroll."

Roura walked away without looking back.

Meanwhile, Sion remained frozen in place, growing even more puzzled. Why could this girl, Roura, see him? He quickly stood up and followed her.

Roura arrived at a small coffee shop, her part-time workplace. As she opened the door, the aroma of coffee and the sound of an espresso machine greeted her, but there was no warmth in her manager's expression.

Mr. Will, the owner of the coffee shop, stood with his arms crossed near the cash register. His face displayed exhaustion and boredom.

Roura gave him a sweet smile, but Mr. Will only scowled. "Come on, Mr. Will, smile at me! I'm not late, am I? And I've brought you a new customer." Roura tried to persuade him.

"Sir, come here! You'll have a cup of coffee, won't you?" Roura said to Sion.

Mr. Will glanced behind Roura but saw no one there. Narrowing his eyes, he suspected his employee was joking.

Roura whispered, "That man followed me from the park."

Mr. Will shook his head, growing more irritated with Roura's antics. "Enough, Roura. You've been acting strange again. You scared some customers last week, remember? The woman who left crying because you said her grandfather was standing behind her? Now you're trying the same joke on me?"

"But I was right, sir. Her grandfather was behind her then."

Mr. Will closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. This girl always tested his patience.

"You're so exasperating, kid. Fine, I'll give you one last chance! But don't say anything strange again, understand?"

Roura sighed in resignation and glanced behind her. Sion was no longer there.

She looked back at Mr. Will and nodded, not wanting to argue further.

"Understood, Mr. Will. I'll go change now."

Suddenly, Roura was startled when Sion appeared from behind a wall. The handsome man in front of her spoke seriously.

"Hey, miss! We need to talk."

Roura's eyes widened. "Hey, could you not appear so suddenly like that?"

Mr. Will turned to Roura, seeing her talking to herself.

"What's wrong, Roura?"

Roura pointed at Sion standing in front of her. "This man startled me, sir."

Mr. Will frowned, seeing no one there. He stared at Roura sharply.

"I told you not to act weird, Roura. It makes people uncomfortable. If my customers aren't happy, you're fired!"

Roura grew even more confused by Mr. Will's words. Why did he think she was joking? A tall man was standing before her.

"Mr. Will, please. I need this job. I haven't finished college, and my bills are piling up. If I lose this job, I'm done for."

Mr. Will hesitated, visibly deep in thought. His eyes remained on Roura, filled with doubt.

"I promise there won't be any more strange incidents. I'll take my job seriously," Roura pleaded.

Mr. Will sighed heavily, then nodded reluctantly. "Fine. This is your last chance, Roura. Don't make me regret it."

Mr. Will's words brought a bright smile to Roura's pretty face.

"Thank you, Mr. Will!" Roura said cheerfully.

She walked toward the women's restroom to change into her work uniform.

Sion still stood in front of her, but she tried to ignore him. She quickly entered the restroom, locking the door tightly.

Inside, Roura stood before the mirror. She looked at her reflection and hurriedly changed into her uniform, preparing for her shift.

But suddenly, a man appeared behind her, his sharp gaze piercing through her.

How could he be standing right behind Roura when his reflection wasn't visible in the mirror?

"Aah! What are you doing in the women's restroom?" Roura screamed in panic.

"I need to talk to you. You're the only one who can see me," Sion said firmly.