Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

As Dani had expected, it wasn't long before Oscar was walking down the stairs. The sound of the soles of his loafers was getting closer and closer. Dani was standing near the living room sofa when he saw Oscar walking out of the corner of her eye.

The man looked so dejected, as if there was no light left in his eyes. The aura that came out of his figure was so cold, making Dani feel goosebumps.

As soon as Oscar walked up to him, Dani suddenly lowered his head slightly, showing his respect. After that, he followed Oscar with fast steps and hastily unlocked the car.

"Where should we go now, Mr. Oscar?" Dani asked, almost stammering.

Oscar got into the car and replied, "Let's go back home."

Not until 30 seconds passed, Dani had seated himself behind the wheel and started the car engine. Oscar's car, which had just left the area of ​​Peter's house, passed by a car that both of them felt very familiar with.

At first, neither of them could guess the owner of the jet black car. But when Dani turned his head and managed to see who was sitting in the back seat though faintly, the man automatically slowed down the car he was driving.

Dani looked back. "Sir, it's Mr. Michael's car."

Hearing Dani's voice immediately made Oscar look back quickly. Since the car they were driving was moving slowly, Oscar and Dani could both see the jet black car stop right in front of Peter's gate. Not long after, a pot-bellied man who was still wearing the same gray blazer this morning, got out of the car.

"Stop!" Oscar said hastily, "Turn the car around!"

Hearing his order made Dani swerve to the right. Luckily, the place was quite quiet so there weren't many passing vehicles. Dani looked in the rearview mirror and turned the car around, just as Oscar ordered.

Just as their car was approaching Peter's gate again, Oscar suddenly shouted. "Stop!"

Dani automatically stepped on the brake and unlocked the car's door, "Do I need to come down, sir?"

"No need," Oscar opened the car's door and hurried to get off. Before he closed the door, the man continued, "You just wait for me here."

After saying that, Oscar slammed the car door and hurriedly walked into Peter's house by himself. The housekeeper, who had been cleaning the garden until now, could only remain silent and confused.

Why are so many guests visiting today?

At the same time, Michael was already in Greta's room. The chubby man casually sat on the bed, while Greta was still in the same position since Oscar left her, standing near the doorway. But this time, the bedroom's door was tightly closed.

"Your son is smart, huh? I think I look down on him too much. In my mind, he's still a teenager who knows nothing about anything. It turns out that he has grown into a smart man!" Michael grumbled in annoyance.

Greta, who was still looking like a mess from fighting with Oscar, couldn't react when Michael suddenly came and entered her bedroom. The woman could only be grateful that Oscar had gone home and didn't get to see Michael there.

"I've done what you wanted," Greta replied finally after a long pause. "I've already given you the shares I owned with Peter. If you ask for more, I couldn't do anything else. I don't care."

At the open meeting earlier, Michael looked like a crazy person. The man was filled with enthusiasm, fanning the piece of paper that proved he owned 45 percent of the telecommunications company happily all the time.

That same day, Michael was eager to take over the Petersson Communications company. He wanted to take down Oscar in front of his employees and make the man lose his position as CEO.

However, Michael forgot that Oscar was no longer the boy he could fool like a few years ago. The man had turned into a smart man and his brain worked faster than his lips. Even though Oscar didn't know the purpose of Michael's sudden open meeting, Oscar had already prepared everything.

In the midst of the open meeting, Michael was defeated by Oscar with a landslide. But of course that didn't diminish Michael's happiness from snatching 45 percent of the company. Soon enough, he could take over the Petersson Communications company!

All Michael could do now was figure out Oscar's next plan and thwart it all. Whatever happens, the telecommunications company must fall into his hands!

"Let me ask you again. Whose son is Oscar?" Michael asked, looking annoyed. He had spent decades trying to find out who Oscar's real father was but he couldn't get the result he wanted.

Hearing Michael's question snapped Greta out of her reverie. If earlier her legs felt like jelly from fighting with Oscar, now they were numb. If she wasn't leaning against the wall, she might have fallen to the floor by now.

"You crazy! I've told you many times that Oscar is Peter's son! That's it, you don't need to talk nonsense and think that Oscar is yours. What else do I need to do to make you believe that he is Peter's son!?" Greta angrily shouted.

The corners of Michael's lips suddenly shot up when he heard Greta's answer. The man's eyes looked like a wolf who was ready to prey on a rabbit that entered his territory.

"You don't have to bother covering up the truth all the time. What should I do to make you realize that Oscar is actually my son!?" Michael exclaimed in the same tone as Greta earlier.

Greta's body shook so violently that she thought the world ended on her, as if she was crushed under a big rock that rolled down a hill. Hearing Michael's words made her seem to hear the worst news in her life.

At that moment, Greta found it difficult to swallow her own saliva. Her tongue felt weak so she didn't have the strength to reply to Michael's words.

"I….." Greta raised her hand and touched her chest, "I am Oscar's mother. So I know who his father is! You're just an outsider, so you don't have to interfere! Oscar has nothing to do with you at all! He is my son with Peter!"