I couldn't take it anymore."Why isn't Tristan being punished for his mistake?"Wendy poured me a glass of water and smiled."Honey, Tristan came back from overseas with a PhD. Talent like that is rare. We're lucky he even agreed to work here, so of course I have to keep him happy. I can't just punish him whenever I feel like it.""A top graduate who's dead last every month and still hasn't passed probation after six months?"That shut her up.Then Tristan pushed the door open.Acting all ashamed, he made a bet. If he ranked last again next month, he'd eat a plate of pasta mixed with live worms.To protect his ego, Wendy turned his personal punishment into a company-wide rule.Maybe the threat worked, because Tristan did land three clients this time.But when it came time to sign, every deal crashed.No question—he was dead last again.Last night, I went to bed early because I felt sick. I wanted to recover and watch Tristan face the music.Instead, Wendy secretly changed
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