บททั้งหมดของ The Intern Regrets Pushing Me Too Hard: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 9

The day before Thanksgiving, our department head posted a message."Everyone's been working hard! With Thanksgiving approaching, the company has prepared two options for you—an 800-dollar holiday bonus, or a company-customized tart gift box. Please vote within your department. Majority rules, and the department director will submit the final choice."The group chat instantly exploded."Our boss is so generous! I love it!""A customized tart gift box sounds so fancy. I vote for tarts!""Isn't 800 bucks better? You can buy so many things with that."I stared at my phone and voted for the cash without hesitation. I couldn't help thinking, who in their right mind would pass on 800 dollars for some company-branded tarts?But less than a minute later, the intern in charge of tallying votes, Davin Holt, tagged me in the company group, saying, "Fabian, you're the only one in the department who picked the bonus. Did you vote wrongly?"I frowned. Before I could reply, his second message

I gripped the tart in my hand, still trying to refuse.Seeing that I wouldn't give in, Davin shot a look at a male colleague he was close with. The guy quietly stepped behind me and jabbed his fingers into my side. Pain shot through me, causing me to gasp. And in that instant, Davin shoved the tart into my mouth. The other guy immediately followed up, forcing a glass of alcohol down my throat.The moment I swallowed the tart, my throat felt like it had been scraped raw with sandpaper. A burning pain exploded from within. Then, a suffocating swelling surged up from deep in my throat. My breathing turned rapid as rashes broke out across my face and neck, itching and burning.I coughed violently, trying to force it out of my throat, but nothing came out.Davin stood to the side with his arms crossed, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Oh? Putting on a show now? Fabian, with skills like that, you should've gone to acting school."His friend laughed along. "Right? His face is all

Behind my mom was a team of doctors and nurses in white coats, carrying emergency kits, moving quickly. And behind them were several black-clad bodyguards, faces cold and alert.The entire department, including Clark, stood there stunned, staring blankly at the uninvited guests."M-Ms. Lester?" Clark instantly sobered up. He wondered why Madelyn Lester, the company's elusive chairwoman who only ever appeared at annual dinners, was here. Clark stammered, voice shaking. "What brings you here?"My mom ignored him completely. Her gaze swept across the room like a radar until it landed on me, curled up on the floor, face turning blue. For the first time, panic and fury flashed across her usually composed face. "Fabian!" She darted forward, lifting me carefully into her arms. "I'm here. Don't be afraid. Mom's here!"Madelyn's words hit the room like a bomb. The entire hall erupted. Clark's mouth hung open, and the color quickly drained from his face. Davin's smug expression froze s

Bruce opened a screenshot of a private chat between Clark and Davin.Clark: "Fabian is getting more and more disrespectful just because he has a bit of talent. How dare he oppose my plan in front of everyone like that?"Davin: "Don't be mad, Mr. Rackham. People like him just think too highly of themselves. Leave it to me. I have a way to make him fall in line."Clark: "Oh? What's your plan? Don't cause me any trouble."Davin: "Don't worry. I just want to use this Thanksgiving incident to cut him down a notch. Let him know that you won't get far if you don't fit in with the team."Clark: "Alright. Make it clean. Once it's done, I'll approve your permanent position."Everything became crystal clear."Well, very well." Mom smiled coldly and slammed the tablet down on the table."Bruce, call the police. Charge them with intentional harm and attempted murder. Give all the evidence to the police. Also, inform the legal department to prepare a lawsuit. Anyone involved in this won't ge

"Forgive you?" I said softly, my voice calm."That's God's business. My job is to send you to Him. Enjoy your 15-year stay there. Hopefully, you'll learn the basics of being a decent human being."With that, I gave him no chance to reply and hung up.I wouldn't forgive him. Not now, not ever.After dealing with Davin, I finally felt a weight lift off my chest.Mom seemed intent on grooming me. She gradually handed over the core operations of the company.I attended important business meetings with her, meeting top people from every industry.My perspective widened, and my abilities grew faster than I ever imagined.A year later, under Mom's guidance, I was promoted to deputy CEO, officially joining the company's core management team.Once I officially took over the planning department, the first thing I did was announce this year's Thanksgiving benefits.I didn't bother with an either-or vote. Instead, I sent a notice straight to the department group chat."Everyone, this ye