Fired for Booking a Hotel Room

Yvonne Caruso was delighted when I remained silent. She scoffed at me. "It's good that you know to be afraid. A hillbilly like you has probably never seen such a luxurious hotel before. Do you think this hotel belongs to your family?

"Just because you're a bimbo who got into the company doesn't mean you deserve a good room."

She pointed at a huge dumpster not far away. "That's where you deserve to live. Don't say I didn't warn you, but someone is going to take that place if you're too late."

I was close to blowing up. A bimbo? Since joining the company, I had worked diligently to complete several projects, all of which I had accomplished on my own merit. I was also the one who had secured several significant investments through networking.

This company was a legitimate business owned by the Carusos. How could she dare accuse me of being a bimbo when I worked my way up from the bottom?

I glared at her as I could no longer take it. "How can you say something like that to me when you don't make any sales, and you're not competent in anything you do?

"You're not the one paying for the employees' team building, the company is. What gives you the right to reduce the budget and save the company's expenses? Does Don Caruso know what a cheapskate his daughter is?"

Everyone burst out laughing at this. I could tell that they were all annoyed at Yvonne as well. She had been creating problems since she joined the company.

Yvonne once complained about our colleague, Lisa Russo, being pregnant as her maternity leave would affect our work. Yvonne went as far as to swap Lisa's pregnancy supplements for abortion drugs. Fortunately, Lisa thought the supplements were strange and did not take them. Otherwise, she would have lost her child.

After that, Yvonne was unhappy with another female colleague, Mona Landry, for using cheap perfume with a scent that irritated her. She switched Mona's perfume for disinfectant, which ended up burning Mona's skin.

That was not all. The worst thing she did was ask for Leon Moretti's help to fix her computer, but she was annoyed with how slow he was while diagnosing the computer's problem. Annoyed, Yvonne splashed coffee on him and caused the computer to short-circuit. If Leon had not been quick to react, he might be dead by now.

When everyone berated her for what she did, all Yvonne did was throw a condescending look at us. "They're all alive, aren't they? They're not worth an apology from me."

Our boss was forced to come forward to apologize on her behalf. Everyone was appeased only after the colleagues she nearly killed were compensated.

I had been wondering why everyone would stop me whenever I wanted to teach her a lesson. They even tried to talk me out of creating a fuss after everything that happened. It turned out it was because she was the 'daughter' of Don Caruso.

When Yvonne saw how brazen I was to berate her, she pointed at my nose and roared, "You really don't know what's good for you, you bitch! How dare you yell at me? This company is able to survive because of the Carusos. Everyone has to listen to what I say. I'm the one who decides who stays and who doesn't!

"All it takes is one call from me and you're dead. Cross me and you'll end up with nowhere to go, much less without a room at this hotel! Get on your knees and apologize right now, or you can end up dead here."

The front desk receptionist was in a panic as she looked at me. "Miss, why don't we…"

I replied stoically, "Give me a presidential suite right now!"

I refused to believe Yvonne had the means to stop me. I had brought the company billions in revenue. Any normal person would know to try to keep me happy in the company.

This was just one presidential suite. If the company did not even have the funds to give me the room, it was probably time for me to change bosses.

The moment I asked for the room, our big-bellied boss, Morty Livingston, appeared in front of us. Yvonne immediately went crying to him as she leaned in close to his ear.

Morty glared at me right away. "Apologize to Yvonne right now, Natalia! Hasn't the company given you enough in bonuses? Why do you enjoy taking advantage of the company so much?"