Mag-log inIt was my first day taking over the branch office, and to get an honest read on the place before anyone put on a show for me, I'd left my assistant behind. In the elevator, I noticed a female coworker struggling with an armload of supply boxes, unable to free a hand. I reached over and pressed her floor for her. I hadn't even pulled my arm back when the man beside her smacked my hand away. "Where do you think you're putting your hands? Just because she's a woman, you figure you can lean in on her?" The woman flinched, and she lowered her voice, pleading, "Honey, are you out of your mind? He was just helping me." The man shot her a vicious glare and grabbed my collar. "Helping you? Sweet-talking my wife right in front of me. God knows what you get up to behind my back." I frowned and tried to reason with him. "Sir, I'd appreciate a little respect. I'm new here, and..." "New, huh?" He cut me off with a sneer. "First day on the job and you've already got the nerve to seduce my wife? You think I'm stupid?" The elevator reached our floor, and I had no interest in dragging this out any further. I turned to leave. He must have mistaken it for guilt, because he seized my collar again and roared, "Trying to run after you started something? Guys like you, sponging off women to get ahead, don't belong in this company. You're fired, effective immediately."
view more"Victoria and Brett have both been arrested. The evidence of their embezzlement and their affair is out in the open now."You're not spineless. You didn't do anything wrong. The blame lies with them, with that whole rotten management team."Weston stared blankly at the stamped document, and for the first time, real feeling broke through the dead look in his eyes.The fingers holding his cigarette trembled slightly. He took the document, then abruptly turned his back to me, his shoulders drawn tight. He didn't cry out loud. He just wiped hard at his reddened eyes with the back of a rough hand, drew in a deep breath, swallowed down every ounce of resentment and injustice, and said, his voice hoarse but steady, "Mr. Griffin, thank you. I've been waiting a long time for this."I walked over and clapped him firmly on the shoulder.Over the next two days, I didn't rest. I combed through every rundown neighborhood and outlying district in the city.I found Joel Ellison, the designer,
My voice rang out, heavy with an authority that left no room for argument."They didn't do anything wrong! They were just working hard, trying to build a life for themselves in this city through their own effort. And for that, they got branded gigolos and pretty boys, driven into depression, forced to change careers, some of them even driven out of this city!"I turned around and fixed my burning gaze on the employees standing with their heads bowed."I just asked you a question. When you watched Brett bully these men, humiliate them in public, have security drag them out of the building, what were you doing?"You were watching the show. Going along with it. Stepping on their dignity to climb your way up and keep your own jobs safe."Doesn't your conscience bother you at all?"Faced with my questions, someone in the crowd finally broke. A few employees who had once worked alongside those men buried their faces in their hands, heads bowed in shame."Starting today, every policy a
Brett screamed and curled up on the floor, clutching his leg.Melanie had gone completely feral. She kept swinging the chair down on the two of them again and again, and the strength her fury unleashed was staggering.Ms. Barrymore was beaten bloody, and Brett's expensive suit was shredded to rags. The two of them crawled across the floor like dogs, trying to escape, their wails and pleas for mercy filling the room.Blood spattered across the carpet.The employees around us screamed and scattered out of the way, but not a single one stepped in to pull her off.I stood about two yards back, hands in my pockets, watching this dogfight of a spectacle with cold detachment. Watching them tear into each other, making complete fools of themselves, I didn't feel a shred of sympathy.Only once Ms. Barrymore was barely breathing and Brett was bleeding from the head did I finally give the security guards a look. As if snapping out of a trance, they rushed in, wrestled the raging Melanie dow
I pulled a tissue from the desk, wiped the blood off my lip without much care, and walked step by step toward Ms. Barrymore.I looked down at her, my eyes full of contempt."Vice President Barrymore, didn't you claim to be the chairman's niece?"I gave it some real thought back in that elevator. My father definitely doesn't have a relative like you. So which is it, would you like me to start calling you cousin, or would you rather explain your identity to the police down at the station?"Ms. Barrymore flinched so hard her whole body shook."Mr. Griffin! Mr. Griffin, I was wrong! I let greed cloud my judgment!"She flipped over, dropped to her knees, and started slamming her forehead against the floor over and over. "I'm sorry! Please, show mercy, and just let this go!""Let this go?" I laughed coldly.I turned to Preston and held out my hand. He understood at once and handed me a thick, heavy black folder.I swung it and slammed it straight into Ms. Barrymore's terrified face.


















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