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The HR Manual for Betrayal
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At the company's celebration dinner, the new HR guy slapped a bill on the table—$860 for A/C and venue costs from our last all-nighter. I shot a look at Sherry—my girlfriend, my boss—thinking she'd have my back. Nope. She latched onto HR's arm and said, "Quentin, this isn't your daddy's company. Quit freeloading." And just like that, nine years of busting my ass for this company, and turns out—I was the discount item on the menu.
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The HR Manual for Betrayal Chapter 8
I thought Sherry was finally out of my life.Wrong.A week later, Ronnie called me, practically shouting: "Quentin! Bad news! Sherry's trashing you online!"I pulled up the app.Trending at the top—#ExGirlfriendExposesBlueVoyageCEO.I clicked.Of course, it was a novel-length rant written by Sherry herself.She cast herself as the poor, heartbroken victim. Claimed I'd used her company to launch my own, ran off with some rich woman, then coldly dumped her in prison. She even flipped it so my dad's illness was somehow my fault.Every line dripped with poison.And the worst part? People bought it. Her 'prisoner' status made the whole thing sound even more legit, and the messy details sold the lie.The comments were savage:[Holy crap! This guy's pure evil!][Never trust appearances—Quentin Quinn's garbage!][Boycott BlueVoyage Works! No place for snakes like this!]Our stock tanked on the spot. Partners started blowing up my phone, demanding answers.The PR storm we'd all d
The HR Manual for Betrayal Chapter 7
A year later, Giselle and I tied the knot.Small ceremony—just family and our closest friends. The whole team showed up.Ronnie bawled like a 200-pound baby. He clutched Giselle's hand, repeating, "Quentin's the best guy in the world. If you screw him over, BlueVoyage Works is coming for you."Giselle just laughed. "Relax. You won't get the chance."After the wedding, Giselle handed TrueNorth's work to pro managers and spent more time with me.We traveled, skied, chased the Northern Lights—catching up on everything I'd missed.Once, while abroad, we got robbed. She shoved me behind her and ended up with a nasty cut on her arm. My hands shook while I bandaged her, but she just smiled, called it her badge of love.We learned to dive. I froze at the surface—too many old ghosts. But underwater, she held my hand, little by little, and led me to the most beautiful coral I'd ever seen.I thought the ugly parts of my life were gone.Guess not.I was taking my son—Nathan—to the hospit
The HR Manual for Betrayal Chapter 6
My dad's hospital bills drained me fast.I burned through what little company funds we had left—barely made a dent.For the first time in my life, real despair hit me.Then Giselle walked in.She'd heard somehow, came straight to the hospital.Without a word, she handed me a card. "PIN's six eights. Get your dad treated. Don't worry about the money."I looked at her—then the tears I'd been choking back just broke loose.All the pressure, the fear, the frustration—days of it—crashed down.I dropped into a squat in that freezing hallway and sobbed like a kid.Giselle didn't say a word—just slipped off her coat and draped it over me, then sat down quietly at my side.Only after I'd cried myself dry did she finally speak. "Do you want her to pay?"I looked up, eyes still wet. "Yes.""Good." She nodded. "Leave it to me."Her retaliation came fast and brutal.Three days later, AetherTech got slammed with a tax scandal. The bureau launched a full investigation.Every account th
The HR Manual for Betrayal Chapter 5
Sherry got hauled out by security like roadkill. Finally, the circus ended.Giselle glanced down at me, brows tight. "Did she hurt you?"I shook my head, eyeing the red streaks on my wrist. I frowned. "I'm fine. Thanks.""You don't need to thank me."After dinner, she offered to drive me home. I turned her down—I didn't want to owe her more than I already did.So I grabbed a cab back to my shoebox rental—only to find my landlord jimmying the door."You haven't paid this month's rent! Clear out!"That's when it hit me—deadline day.I mumbled an apology, promised I'd transfer it right away.Opened my banking app. Saw the ugly truth. After wiring Andy money, I was tapped out.Pure humiliation.Then a black Bentley slid to the curb.Giselle stepped out.She sized up the raging landlord, then me. No words. Just peeled out a wad of cash and shoved it into his hand."Three months' rent. Now leave."Instant personality transplant—he was all smiles and bows as he backed off.I s
The HR Manual for Betrayal Chapter 4
Landing the TrueNorth project snapped us back to life.That dusty warehouse? We made it our home, pulling all-nighters like it was nothing.The whole vibe was 'this is our comeback.'But the hits kept coming. We needed pro eye-tracking gear for market research—every rental shop mysteriously "unavailable." Yeah, thanks Sherry.Tried outsourcing video work. Five calls, four rejections. The one that said yes wanted triple the rate.Then our lead tech, Andy, got hit with real life—his wife went into labor way too early. He wanted to quit and head home.I wired him my last five grand and told him to go. His paychecks would keep rolling. Some things mattered more.Morale tanked hard.I knew I had to flip the script.That night, I pulled everyone in.No gear? Fine—we'd go old-school. Surveys at the mall, face-to-face interviews.No video crew? I crammed YouTube tutorials, grabbed two of the girls, shot everything on our phones, then pulled all-nighters splicing it together."There
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Day two using the warehouse as our "office," the roof gave out.Cold rain dumped straight on my head.Computers nearly fried. We scrambled, tossing plastic sheets everywhere like sketchy street vendors in a storm.Day three, the circuit breaker bailed.Over a hundred degrees inside. The place turned into a steam box.Ronnie collapsed from heatstroke. I patted his cheeks till he came to. First thing he said? "Quentin, are we screwed?"Day four, Peggy's mom showed up.She pointed right at my face, yelling loud enough to shake the rafters. "You selfish bastard! You dragged my daughter out of a good job for THIS? If anything happens to her, I'll bury you!"Morale? Hanging by threads.Sherry's blockade felt like a noose tightening around our necks.Industry forums lit up with posts calling me a scammer who bailed with stolen cash. Hundreds of comments—Disgrace. Fraud. Trash.I called every old client. Half went straight to voicemail. The rest? "Quentin, how DARE you call? Ms. Twa
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