"If you want to leave, fine. However, first, you have to delete every client's contact information and every coworker's number. Those are company assets, and you have no right to take them with you."Just as I was about to walk out, Wendy Baker, my husband's young girlfriend, stepped in front of me and blocked my way. Having managed the company for years, I knew perfectly well there was no such policy. She was targeting me on purpose.I turned to look at my husband, Jeff Cooper. "Is that what you want too?"Jeff stared at me for a moment, his expression distant, as if he were trying to place who I was. Then, he gave an icy nod.If I really deleted those contacts, there would be no going back.He was convinced I would not dare leave, which was why he was acting tough right now.Honestly, it was not hard to see why he thought that. We had been married for seven years and never had children. The company had become our child instead. In many ways, I cared about it even more than he d
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