A/N: I know i haven't been updating for a very long time cause i've been training for a dance competition which is on friday. I'll try to update frequently and also make the chapters longer. Please R&R! thanks! =)

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"You've picked up extremely quickly, Kathryn. I believe you're ready to run the company now," Mr Anderson said, bestowing a proud smile upon me.

"Thank you," I murmured in the most demure tone I could manage. It wasn't easy, considering the fact that I wanted to shout with elation. The prospect of booting my mother out of Merteuil Corporations was becoming more and more attractive and I simply couldn't wait to do it.

"Now that it's all settled, I guess we have to break to news to your mother."

"Could I please do it alone, Mr Anderson? I know she'll be incredibly upset at having to leave the company. I'd really want to break it to her gently." I flashed him a small smile.

"Of course you may, Kathryn, I know it's hard on you too. After all, she's your mother." Mr Anderson gave me an understanding look before closing the door behind him.

Once he was gone, I dropped the nice girl act. "She's no mother of mine," I sneered in contempt.

Walking over to the leather desk chair behind my sweeping desk, I surveyed my new office. Contemporary and minimalist, it was a stark contrast to the office my mother currently occupied which she filled with antiques, paintings and expensive vases. One might actually mistake it for a museum.

Soon, the door opened. In marched my mother, followed by a harried looking secretary. Dismissing the secretary with a wave of my hand, I stood up and faced my mother.

The look on her face was priceless. She gawped at me in disbelief and remained speechless for several moments. "Kathryn... how?" she finally managed.

"Easy mother. I'm back and better than ever. Now let's get down to business. You've been stripped of your position as CEO. You have fifteen minutes to pack your things. I'll have security escort you from the building."

Anger flashed in her eyes and when she spoke, her tone was pure ice. "You can't do that. The company is MINE. You can't take it away from me."

Smirking in satisfaction, I crossed my arms over my chest and purred "oh I believe I can mother. See, when daddy died, he left Merteuil Corporations to ME. It's stipulated in his will. Now get moving."

Seeing that I wasn't going to relent, she tried another tack. "Kathryn, I'm your mother. Please don't do this to me."

Sneering in her face, I gave her a cruel smile. "Mother, on the day my reputation was destroyed, I believe you made it perfectly clear that kinship meant absolutely shit to you."

Hitting a button on my phone, I ordered "Nancy, send security up please."

*********************************************************************** It took three security guards to "escort" my mother out of the building. Finally they'd resorted to brute force. My mother was dragged, kicking and screaming, out of the building and shoved onto the pavement of the busy Manhattan street below. I'd witnessed the entire scene from the huge floor to ceiling window in my office.

Suddenly I heard the pop of a bottle of champagne being opened. Turning around, I saw Sebastian standing there with a bottle and two champagne flutes in his hands.

"Cheers," he said, filling a glass for me. I raised my hand in a toast to him.

After a few minutes of contented silence, I turned to him with a mischevious grin. "Care to help me christen the new office?"

"Baby, I thought you'd never ask."