Chapter 119 Ruining reputations -Benedict Snr POV
In everything that I've done, I must have done something wrong when it came to Miguel. I tried to enforce in him that family and the Cargill name always comes first. Yet, he's trying to ruin everything the Cargills way before him had built on blood, sweat and tears.
When we have a rotten apple, we deal with them ourselves, never in front of non-Cargills that can use it against us in the future.
We are a fortress, outside people don't break in, and we certainly don't give them ammunition to tear us down.
George is sweating bullets in front of me, his handkerchief working overtime.
"You are to resign immediately." I tell him. "Early retirement, your children will be taken care of educationally, and you will receive a generous severance package."
That is way more than what he deserves, but again, family takes care of each other.
"Thank you, Benedict." The panic in his eyes somewhat subsides.
"I don't understand why." I shake my head. "You are a great accountant, if you weren't, this fraud would have been picked up a long time ago. You had everything, why the embezzlement?"
He gulps, large sweat drops forming on his brow again.
"Did Ben have anything to do with this?"
"Of course not." He dabs the sweat again.
I would've believed him if he wasn't avoiding my gaze and shaking like a fucking alcoholic waiting to pour their next drink.
"I want your office cleaned out by tomorrow morning."
I don't acknowledge him again as he gets up and leaves my home office. I will appoint a new accountant myself, someone who reports to me and who can keep an eye on my sons. Clearly I should've kept tabs on them a long time ago. One is stealing money, and the other one is fucking the other's ex-fiance while trying to act like some kind of Saint.
I can't have any of this shit if I'm going to run for my party's candidate.
The Cargill name deserves to be written in the history books, and I'm not letting either of my sons take that away from our family.
Madison was perfect for Ben in every way. She comes from a family with a lot of money, a family that could have been my sponsor, but Ben somehow managed to fuck that up.
I need to know what the hell happened between them and how Miguel managed to step in.
The door opens again without a knock and Caroline steps inside, looking perfect as usual. I don't love her, I never have, but she plays the role of dutiful wife perfectly, and she looks great as the devoted wife. We all have roles to play here to reach the ultimate power.
"Is everything okay with George? You look very stressed." She blinks over to me in her business suit like someone who actually worked today.
"Nothing I can't handle."
She stops next to me and swivels my chair so that I face her, before dropping to her knees. "You look stressed, let me take care of you."
Every time I have sex with Caroline or any other woman, I have to pretend they're someone else. When I close my eyes, she has dark hair and enticing light green eyes that make me happy.
Caroline unbuckles my belt and unzips my pants, pulling my flaccid dick out of my pants. I once felt bad that I couldn't give her what she deserves. Even years later, I'm still hung up on another woman.
My wife knows what to do, though. She takes me into her mouth until I'm hard and she's satisfied, before lifting her skirt, revealing she wasn't wearing any panties and sitting on my dick.
I close my eyes when she kisses me, forcing myself to kiss her back. I imagine I'm somewhere else, a regular family attorney that comes home after work and his wife is waiting for him with a home cooked meal and lingerie.
Her skin is tanned, and her dark hair trickling down her back as she rides me in my home office chair.
Caroline moans like a fucking porn star, and I push her off me, swiftly getting up and bending her over the table before I fuck her from behind, covering her face with my hand so my fantasy can continue.
She likes it, too, when I lose control and do this to her, her pussy contracting around me until I blow my load.
There is no lingering kisses between us afterward. No, I pull out and zip my pants up, and she reaches for the tissues on my desk to wipe herself.
She straightens and rights her hair, back to looking like the perfect wife. "Ben called and said you wanted to see him as soon as possible."
So this what the fucking was about. She came looking for information about her most prized possession. I know there has always been a competition between my sons, I even thought some friendly competition between the of them wouldn't be harmful. But Caroline always had Ben's back, she always pushed him to be number one.
"That is between me and Ben." I say sternly. "Could you please tell Samuel to come to office."
I dismiss her promptly when I take a seat again, ignoring her until she walks out of the office.
Samuel, my butler, knocks on my door first before he enters. "Mr.Cargill, you called for me."
Samuel has been a great asset for this house for years, and probably the only person I fully trust in here.
"I need you to hook me up with those investigators again." I tell him. "I need to know what Ben and Miguel are up to."
Samuel never asks any questions, he just nods. "On it Mr.Cargill."
Then I wait for the workday to be over, and for my son to walk through my door. He comes too, looking as innocent as can be.
"Sit down." There's no room for familiaries, and he knows it too, because he does exactly as I say. "I'm going to ask you only once, Ben, and I swear to God if you're lying to me there will be dire consequences."
There's nothing in his eyes to give him away, no tell.
"Were you involved in the embezzlement with George at the firm."
He looks at me in disbelief, like how could I even dare ask him that.
"Father, I have given everything to this firm. I lost my fiance because I was spending too much time at work!"
Either he's a very good actor, or he's telling the truth.
"Father, the firm is my future, why would I do anything to bring harm to it?"