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Colton's POV
"Colton, you need a wife."
"But I'm still 23, mom."
"You. are. still. 23. But I'm not young anymore. I need to have a grandchild!"
"Your mom is right, Colton. You need to find a wife soon. Look at me. Many of my friend already have a great-grandchild, I want to have one too." My grandma said.
"But I have never met the perfect one for me. All of the girls around me are not my type... They are all slutty."
"Colton! Your language!" My mom scolded me.
"How can you find a girl, if all you think is just work?" My grandma said.
"I have said this before. I have never met the perfect one. And I don't want to be tied down in a marriage."
"Colton, If you can't find a girl... I'm going to set an arranged marriage for you."
"No, grandma! How can you set an arranged marriage for me? I don't want to marry someone I don't love. And I don't know her! How can I love her!"
"We will set a date for you to get to know each other. It's easy, Colton."
"No no no!! Give me 2 weeks!! I will find a girlfriend. If in 2 weeks, I can't find a girlfriend then you can set this arranged marriage off. Deal?"
"Sure. Deal!" Both my mom and grandma said that.
Now. It had been 10 days since that day. I just had 4 more days to look for a girlfriend. I was desperate. Alex, my bestfriend and my co-CEO suggested me to hire a professional. There was no way I could do that, they were equal with all the slut around me. And if I brought one to my family, my mom would have kicked me out of the house.
I needed a fresh air. I needed to be out of this company now.
"Susan, I will be out for awhile. Don't disturb me. Cancel all my meetings this afternoon."
"Yes, Sir" Susan was my secretary.
I got my car's keys, and got out of my office. There I saw a lot of my woman employees standing in front of my office. It was obvious. They stalked me.
"Get back to work!" I yelled at them. I always had a short temper if it is related to work. I wanted my employees to be professional. I meant, as I looked at them... they all looked like sluts. They wore a very short skirts, they left a few of their blouses buttons undone. Showing off their boobs. I was still thankful almost all the males here were professional. Sometimes I saw a few couple hooking up in the bathroom, I had no mercy for that case. So I fired all of them. I let out a sigh.
I took the elevator to the company's basement, I walked to my lamborghini and started to drive away. I wanted to go to the park. I drove my car calmly, I enjoyed the view.
Suddenly, something happened. There were two people who walked in front of my car, they walked straight across the street. I immediately stopped my car and unfortunately I hit one of them. Shit! Today was not my lucky day!
I got out of my car and looked at the scratches on my car. I didn't even looked at the person. My car! It scratched!
"You! Do you have eyes! Can you look at the pedestrian who walk across these street!" The victim said. She didn't look old. It seemed she was around 20 years old.
"I'm sorry, Ms! It's you who is at fault! Can you see there is a car here!"
"Me! It's your fault! Look at me! I'm bleeding here!"
"Hah! I don't care about you! Look at my car! You left scratches! Do you know how expensive my car is!"
"Do you think your car is more expensive than my life!"
"Cornelia, calm down" the other one said. So this victim's name is Cornelia. Good name for someone with a bad personality.
"As I said before. I don't care about you! I need you to pay for this scratches!"
"Hah! Y..y..you! I will never pay for the scratches! As I can see, you seem to have a lot of money. I don't have money! Why don't you pay it yourself!" She said. From the way she was clothed, I knew she wasn't from a wealthy family. But I thought her friend was rich. Her friend used branded stuff.
"I don't care!! I'm not going to pay for your fault! You have to pay for this! If you don't pay this, I'm going to report this to the police"
"Who are you anyway! How dare you to threaten me!"
She doesn't know me? Hah! Great act! "Stop the bullshit! Everyone know me!"
"Everyone, except me! I don't know you. It's not like you are a president!"
I threw my name card in front of her, she catched it. "Look here. I'm the owner of Stewart Company. My name is Colton Xander Steward, does it ring a bell?"
"Nope. I still don't know you."
"Cornelia, are you dumb? He is the owner of the biggest company in the world!" The blonde said. I was proud of myself, the blonde one acknowledged me.
"Does it mean he is an important person?" This person was seriously dumb. Maybe she never watched television.
"Yes, Cornelia. He is very important person."
"Oh." That's it! Her reaction is just 'Oh'.
"This problem is not over. You still need to pay for the scratches. I need you to meet me at my office tomorrow, meet me before 1 P.M. Don't even think to run away, you know I have my ways to find you."
With that I left her and her friend. Today was not my day, she got the nerve to annoy me. I didn't want to go to the park anymore. This accident got me in a very bad mood. I drove back to my office.
"Hey buddy!" Alex said. He was the only person that can enter my office without my permission.
He was my best friend since we were junior high school. He was from a wealthy family, but not as wealthy as mine. He worked for me, he was loyal to me. He knew everything about me.
"Hey"
"Bad day huh?"
"Yes! Who she thinks she is! She scratches my lamborghini! And how dare she is! She yells at me!"
"Calm down, bro"
"How can I calm down! She scratches my car yet she yells at me! She doesn't even recognise me!"
"She yells at you and doesn't recognise you? Wow! That's new! Tell me the whole story!"
I told him everything that has happened today. And he just laughed, he really was my best friend... note the sarcasm. I just sighed.
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Last Edit : December 2015