The Miracle of You

Camille’s mouth dropped open. “Get rid of him?! Mr. Callahan, that’s-”

“Oh my. What’s going on inside that head of yours, Miss Parker?” Amusement flickered in Christian’s eyes. “I merely implied getting him fired or framed in order to get him out of the company.”

Her lips stretched into a thin line. For some reason, she did not believe his reason one bit.

“However,” Christian continued on, “such a thing is impossible at this time since Grady is good at his job. That means it’s up to you to uncover secrets and find out what’s going on under my orders.”

Camille was seething on the inside.

What in the world was going on? Why did it seem like she was being sent on an espionage mission of some sort? This certainly wasn’t a part of her job description, right? Sure, there had been times when they needed to scope out the competition, but to this extent…

“You’re not gonna hurt him or anything, right?” she asked carefully, eyeing him with a wary look.

“That depends on your performance. But yes, I would rather not resort to such underhanded means.”

Her eyes went wide. “That means you’re not leaving out that option entirely!”

“My dear, if a man’s career is at stake, he must do what he needs to do in order to protect it. I have not worked hard for this long to throw it all away just because of useless things like ‘mercy’ and ‘humanism’.” He waved her away. “Now, you may leave. I will stay here for a while to make further arrangements.”

* * *

Camille went home that day with a troubled mind.

She couldn’t believe what just happened back there.

But there was something more that was nagging at her on the inside.

Harold’s words, for starters.

What did he mean by the truth about Pamela Callahan’s death? What else did he know? Did he have incriminating information that could destroy the Callahan Group from the inside?

Should she… get some information from him?

‘What the hell are you thinking?’ she scolded herself immediately. ‘All of your efforts will be in vain the moment he decides to betray you!’

There was no doubt in her head that Harold Huckington would possibly do such a thing. After all, the man was controlled by his desires and greed. He was as slick as a snake.

To him, she was nothing more than a pawn and a mere woman. She had nothing to offer him except for everything that she knew about Christian Callahan in all the years that she had been working for him and his family. He was just going to use her.NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Even if she was seriously considering making a deal with Harold, it would not end well. She knew it, so she had to throw away that train of thought.

Sighing in frustration, she fell on top of her bed and buried her face in a pillow, resisting the urge to scream.

Every second that Camille wasted due to her hesitation, the more Christian Callahan made moves to build his empire. He was not just going to stop at being one of the top companies in the industry. No, he was aiming to build the company into a major conglomerate.

He wanted to acquire profitable businesses and companies and own more buildings than his father had ever done. Gregory Callahan was not as greedy for power as his son, but he was careful and conscientious. He wanted the company to be stable and well-known first before taking risks.

Christian, on the other hand, was a bit short on the patience side. He had followed his father’s advice in his twenties, but now that he had entered his thirties, he wanted to do things his own way.

Gregory also seemed to be taking his hands off the major decision-making and instead leaving it all to his son. In the end, Christian was the one in charge.

Although nothing was set in stone yet and they were currently focusing on the company and setting up more subsidiaries around the world, she felt that she needed to accelerate her plans now before Christian started accumulating more power and influence than he already had.

‘Now that it has come to this, I’ll have to start doing an investigation on Harold Huckington,’ Camille decided.

In truth, she hated the investigation process. She could do all the research using the computer and the files she kept in the archives, but the real problem was the networking part.

In order to obtain more information in person, she would have to have subtle conversations with executives and employees. That would be tricky because there were a few things that could go wrong if she messed up.

After all, she was not only Christian Callahan’s secretary, but also his fiancee if the news ever got out soon, which was honestly not enough time left now.

‘That man really gives me the most trouble I’ve ever had in my entire life,’ she grumbled to herself. ‘But the sooner I get over this, the better. I can’t let Harold Huckington ruin the flow of my plans. For now, I’ll just comply and gain Christian’s trust again.’

She had done a background check on Harold before, back when he and Christian had done their first joint business venture. But now, it seemed that she needed to dig deeper.

First, she would have to do some monitoring on social media. There might be a few meaningful interactions that she could catch.

Then, she would have to track down Harold’s attendance records of corporate events. Not only that, but there were also information requests, employee feedback, public statements…

In short, there was a lot to do.

Even though she had always regarded the rumor mill to be a bit tacky, Harold Huckington was like a giant magnet for that kind of thing. It was like he thrived in being controversial. Extramarital affairs were a given; he didn’t seem to care if people viewed him as a scum of the earth.

Then again, most men in the business industry were scum. They thought of women as objects and trophies, and they also cheated on their wives with beautiful, younger, and sexier women like it was second nature. Like it was natural for men to do that sort of thing.

Camille had seen and witnessed several of them being this way, and it disgusted her to the core. It only made her think that it was hopeless for men to be completely faithful.

[“It’s okay if you don’t trust me completely yet. But I will continue to show you how much I care. How much I love you.”]

Camille’s eyes fluttered wide open.

Why did she suddenly remember Michael’s words from that day in the villa?

Her eyes softened at the memory.

‘I guess there is one man who’s different from all the rest.’