Page 29 of His Cruel Billionaire Scorecard

“Thank you for your understanding. I appreciate your assistance.”

“Oh, one more thing, your boss, Mr. Roman, asked you to meet him downstairs by 9 a.m. Is there anything else I can assist you with at the moment?”

“That’s all for now, thank you. I’ll make my way downstairs as requested. I’m grateful for your help.”

“Enjoy your stay and have a successful meeting.”

She would. At least, she’d try to; her eyes went longingly to the tub. This is a good way to start her day, at least before her boss tensed her up again.

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Since seeing her at the party, the first thing he wondered was how her lips would feel against his, and Roman was dangerously close to satisfying his curiosity yesterday when he pulled her up and carried his errant intern to bed, and now there was only growing, aching need.

He knew beneath that shaky exterior was a strong, sweet woman inside, and he was determined to unmask her for some reason.

He’d been more distracted than he wanted to admit.

The executives were already seated in the conference room, waiting for them.

Mr. Bennet, a balding paunch of a man, was an executive who walked up to Roman and shook his hands enthusiastically.

“We’ve been waiting for you, Mr. Knight.”

“Am I late?”

“Goodness, no. Not at all sir,” he said, wheezing a little.

“Please sit. Here are two seats for you and your assistant,” he said, nodding to Olivia, who’d just joined the meeting and kept a straight face and took a seat beside her boss but not before giving a tight smile and sitting stiffly beside him.

He observed her taking a pad out of her purse, pen at the ready, waiting for the meeting to begin in earnest.

A young man in dreadlocks dressed like a hipster walked in, motioning to the projector in front of them and turning off the lights.

So that was the supposed app developer for the company.

Their meeting today was to round up talks about their prospective partnership on capital funding.

“How do you propose we begin promotion?” He began.

Olivia had begun scribbling away furiously. Her hair was pulled in a bun as usual but let little curls escape. Roman glanced over her shoulders, but she seemed to pay him no mind.

He began, “let’s discuss, of course, we’re a sports company, you understand that this is what we do for a living, and social media is a big part of our incorporation, however, traditional styles also work, and this will be bringing in a fresh perspective to help you up from the ground.”

“We’ve already sunk 1.4 billion into this project,” Mr. Bennet said, and Olivia’s pen hovered momentarily in the air. If she was surprised, she was doing her best to hide it. Roman gave a small smile.

“This is our upcoming product launch and marketing strategy. I believe this project has the potential to propel us to new heights in the market.”

The executives nodded their expressions with a mix of focus and excitement.

Mr. Bennet turned to Roman.

“Mr. Knight, what are your initial thoughts on our product launch strategy?”

“I believe it’s crucial to leverage the power of digital marketing and social media platforms. Our target audience is highly active online, and we need to reach them where they are. I suggest creating engaging content, including interactive campaigns and influencer partnerships to generate buzz and increase brand visibility…”

His phone buzzed. He looked at the caller ID and frowned. He’d forgotten to switch off his phone. It was the same caller again.

“Excuse me, gentlemen, this seems urgent.”

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