"Stella's point of view,"
"Who the hell is he?
How could he overtake Stella Parker's car?" My rage reached the seventh sky as soon as a boy passed my car.
What do today's lads think of themselves?
If he hadn't looked back through his car's mirror and given me a mischievous grin instead of forgiving himself, I would have been willing to overlook his error. However, after seeing what he did, I will be less inclined to do so.
I shifted into high gear in my black Porsche, and now I'm here.
A top racer from a Californian city.
As I moved my car out of the midst of traffic, I overtook the boy's car.
"Exactly what are you doing?" Holding the car's steering wheel, the young man was shouting violently.
"Fuck off.
Do not repeat the fatal error of passing my car." A grin spread across my face as I took my hand away from the car mirror and raised my middle finger.
On the streets of California, my car was already moving at peak speed. For this reason, I could arrive at Parker Industries far ahead of my regular hour and go to work early.
"Where is Stella Parker?
I must see how she could end the business with my company, so I must meet her straight away.
Is she unaware of me?
I can bury her under the earth as often as I want." As soon as I walked inside my office building, the words rang in my ears.
"Please calm down; It forced us to cancel the agreement since it did not prepare your company to work under our terms." My PA, Avery, was doing her best to ease that man's irrational rage.
"Stella Parker dares to dictate terms to me, and I can't help but wonder whether she has any idea that everything gets done in this world under the preferences of men. Her ambition to be the most powerful woman in business will never come true."
"I am not dreaming, Mr., whatever your name is.
If you couldn't accept my terms for running the business, I canceled the contract with yours." Taking off my shades, I looked directly at the man in front of me and remarked in a loud, assured voice.
"Stella Parker: You don't know me, but I have connections with the mafia, and I can make you vanish from the business world whenever I want to. So listen to me quietly and negotiate a deal with my company."
"Oh, really?
Your threat has terrified me immensely." I smiled back at him in response.
"Do you believe I'm kidding?"
It's possible that the sight of my smile following his threats has severely wounded his fragile ego and made him even more enraged than before.
I do not know whose number he contacted, but he pulled out his phone from his pants pocket and began describing my business.
Enough is enough. I have reached my limit of tolerance for male temper tantrums.
"Avery, right now." I pointed at my P.A.
"Miss Parker; you leave this matter to me. Our team will handle this guy." Avery gave me a questioning look before saying,
"As I just mentioned, how many times will I have to explain this to you?
I hate repeating myself." As I spoke to Avery, I gave her a death gaze.
She instantly presented my desired information on my iPad and gave me a disapproving glance.
The whole Parker Industries staff present in the office was quaking with dread when they saw me so enraged, but only Avery could have the guts to give me a disapproving look despite seeing me so enraged.
That is why people are unlikely to recruit their best friend as a personal assistant.
"Stella Parker: You just have to wait and see.
You'll soon be able to see what happens when you play fast with me." When he saw me getting angry, he threatened me while still keeping his phone in his pocket.
"Mr. Threatening me is not the best course of action; rather, focus on your company's financial situation." I responded while keeping a close eye on the iPad screen.
"What are you saying?" He took his smartphone out of his pocket as soon as he finished staring at me with confused eyes.
"Can I now complete my official work if your question and threat session are over?" I disregarded the man's query and moved toward my private elevator. He listened to me, but before he could respond, his mobile phone rang.
"What?
How is that even possible?"
"No, Stella Parker, you purchased all of my company's stock.
How dare you? You can't do it." The man's face's blown hue made me very glad to see him.
"Mr. The business world is an infinitely flexible place. And lastly, never degrade a woman by contrasting her talent with that of a man. And one more thing: Never, ever threaten me again."
After saying this, I took Avery with me into my private elevator.
"Stella, you screwed things up with Mr. Hang."
"Mr. Hang?
Who is he?"
I listened to Avery and stared at her with a bewildered expression.
"John Hang is the name of the man you've just met, Miss Parker, whose company owns all the shares you purchased." Avery's eyes widened as she looked at me in shock.
"What?
Why are you staring at me like that?" I asked with a leaning-back posture.
"Stella, are you asking that?
You gained the man's business despite not even knowing his name. How can you make such a significant investment in your business without giving it any thought when you are so ignorant of its future growth and profit loss?" Avery's voice was distinctly angry.
"Why do you suppose I made this investment without giving it any thought?
Why, my dearest bestie, do you continually forget that I am an architect and a vital member of the financial adviser team of a large international investment team?" I snatched her iPad out of her hands and showed her all of Mr. Hang's company's financial graphs.
"Stella, you're great." Upon seeing me, Avery smiled with pride.
"Okay, I get it; now tell me something I don't already know." I responded, grinning as I observed her.
"Well, I've got some bad news for you." Avery's voice suddenly grew lower, and a look of melancholy suddenly appeared on her face.
