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The Unwritten Vow

Chapter 3 The ultimatum

Word Count: 1013    |    Released on: 26/02/2025

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gton Enterprises, the suite was designed with modern elegance. Floor to ceiling window offered an uninterrup

the space. It was a symbol of authority. The deep leather chair behind it was tailored to his frame, commanding in its presence. To the side

tion. The dark marble flooring contrasted with the rich wood paneling, and an intricate

e of it

righ

had spent years turning this company into an empire, yet here he was, being su

rd Remington never needed to announce himself. His presence alone commanded attention. Dressed i

owe the pleasure, father?" He said,

h the controlled precision of a man who ha

lem that needs to be addressed." His

his jaw tightening. He alrea

of his sleeve. "The Hawt

hand through his dark hair. "If thi

rd cut him off smoothly. "It's the image

nto him since childhood. Everything had always been about the family name, t

invest in companies. He invest In people. He values stability

hat? You want me to find some woman, put a ring o

t it takes." R

ssion hardened,

aid smoothly, "

between them, heav

n him like a vice. He had spent his entire life proving himself, taking R

is chair, his fingers inter

lenched. "One m

t official or I would have to cho

blow, but Elliott refu

usiness deal rather than his son's future. "I

king his head. "You

His fath

staring out at the city. He had built his own empire, expanded the company b

s ridic

g you can ignore this and expect

ck to him, his e

t, what exactly are

esitate. "You st

s chest

r to be ruthless but this

o strip me of everything

n't just about you, It's about the company, the family name, and the empire we

g. It's about securing the company's future. If you can't handle th

h a smirk. "And let me guess, If I step down, y

swer but the sile

So, that's it? One month to fin

suit jacket. "You always clai

toward the door, his footstep

d Elliott, make the right choice, t

e was

mmed his fist against the desk, sending pape

mo

a deal, Or lose ever

iations, ruthless competitors

s pers

nal was d

Elliott felt like he was loos

hand through his hair.

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