Anamika- The broken beauty novel Chapter 11

Authors pov

Anamika was sitting at her office in Italy. She landed in Italy 3 days ago and resumed her work from there. Right now Mr. Scott was sitting in front of her, giving her all the files regarding the investment. She took the files from him and started reading each and every file carefully.

'How can an investment go wrong like this'

She always checks everything before investing..

'It's impossible that anything can go wrong. something is fishy, but what is it?...'

She mumbled...

After checking files about the firms internal information she understood where things are going wrong. It was inappropriate to check their internal information without their consent but she doesn't give a fuck. She lost her money because of their mistakes and she will get it back even if she has to use illegal methods and it worked. She now knew it was the firms fault and not the market conditions and now she will get her money back by hook or crook.

"Excellent Mr. Scott, thanks..."

She said, and gave an appreciating look to him.

"It's my job Miss. Sahay... Please don't thank me..."

He said smiling and she nodded at him.

Mr. Scott is a 36 year man and one of Anamika's trusted man. When he needed money for his wife's surgery and he was financially weak no one helped him. No friends and no relatives came forward. Anamika came to know about it and helped him in his wife's treatment and he was very grateful for that. When his own people turned their back on him this woman helped him, his boss.

He admired her, the way she handles things and made her own empire without any godfather and anyone's help, he was impressed. He always wanted a daughter like her smart, kind and brave and he decided that no matter what he will remain loyal to her and will help her to build her empire and protect her and he did. He knows how corporate world works and how they have to deal with it. He finds out each and every information about her enemies and helps her to destroy them.

" So when are we leaving...?"

She placed the files back on the table and leaned back in her chair...

"In one hour..."