All Chapters of Forced to Sleep at Work? Over My Dead Body: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Fiona Patel, the leader, looked taken aback. The petition in her hand remained suspended in midair. She hurriedly said, "Esme, you haven't even taken a look at it. How can you just brush us off?" Daphne Foster, who was standing behind her, also rushed forward and grabbed my wrist as I was packing up my belongings. "Esme, we literally just need your signature. It'll take two minutes, tops!" I cast an apathetic glance at them before withdrawing my arm. "My ride will be here in two minutes. If this delays the 300-million-dollar deal I have with Mr. Ross, can either of you bear the consequences?" Fiona and Daphne exchanged a look. Their eyes were filled with indignation, but they had no choice but to sheepishly withdraw the petition. Still, I knew the torrential rain was set to last a fortnight. There was no way they would give up that easily. I sat on the plane bound for Oceana as memories of my previous life surged back into my mind. I vividly remembered that in my previous

Raymond's expression changed, and half of his bravado instantly disappeared. After a long while, he stammered, "Y-You were the one who asked Mr. Price to transfer me to Team A." "Do you think your performance back then was good enough to get you into Team A?" He lowered his head even further. "No, it wasn't." I was about to continue when Audrey shrieked and sprang to her feet. "Why are you guilt-tripping him, Esme? That has nothing to do with this matter. You refused to sign the petition, and as a result, his wife collapsed at home with no one there to help her. You're the one in the wrong here!" I raised my head to look at Audrey indifferently. However, she avoided my gaze, and her face turned beet-red. "Why are you looking at me, Esme? Am I wrong? I know you've helped me a lot in the past, but are you really going to use that against me now? Am I not even allowed to speak the truth?"I chuckled and shook my head. "I haven't even said a word, Audrey. Why are you getting so wo

Mr. Price's expression froze for a fraction of a second. Doubt flickered in his narrowed eyes. "What do you mean?" I deliberately flipped to the last page of the petition and pointed at the signature section. "Look, Mr. Price."Mr. Price's gaze followed my finger downward. The very next second, his eyes widened. "W-Why is this blank? That's impossible! When Fiona brought it to me earlier, your name was clearly on it! Tell me! What the hell did you do?"Looking at Mr. Price, who was filled with disbelief, I calmly responded, "There are surveillance cameras in your office, Mr. Price. Even if I were to pull some trick, I wouldn't be able to pull the wool over your eyes. "I've been out of town on business these last few days. I don't even live at the company. Why would I do something that brings me nothing but harm? I swear to God, I haven't even touched this petition!"Mr. Price's suspicion deepened. "I'm going to ask you one last time—are you absolutely certain you didn't write th

Mr. Price's eyes darted around, and a calculating note crept into his voice. "That works out then. If you don't want to be the team leader, you can just be a regular team member. Just so we're clear, though, your base salary and commission will be reduced too! Don't say I didn't warn you." I was genuinely amused by his shamelessness, and a chuckle slipped out. "What are you laughing at?"Noticing that he was about to lose his temper again, I hastily responded, "Let's be frank with each other, Mr. Price. If you let me leave on good terms, I can hand over the 300-million-dollar deal I'm currently working on to your son. "As you know, I've been on this deal for six months. It's practically on the home stretch."Dollar signs practically flashed in his eyes. Still, he pondered it for a moment before eyeing me skeptically. "How do I know you're not lying? What if you sabotage it behind my back?" Mr. Price reacted precisely the way I'd predicted. I took the opportunity to pull o

Patrick's triumphant look completely vanished. He immediately turned on Daphne and barked, "How could you be so incompetent, Daphne? You don't even know something as basic as Mr. Ross' allergy! You useless fool, get those stupid flowers out of here right now!" Daphne stood frozen in place, clutching the bouquet. The reporters immediately trained their cameras on her as a barrage of shutter clicks filled the room. Her face flushed crimson from humiliation and rage. All of a sudden, her eyes locked onto me in the audience. She abruptly raised her voice and pointed at me. "It was you! You deliberately left that file behind, Esme!"As if she'd found a lifeline, she latched onto Patrick's sleeve. "It wasn't me, Mr. Patrick. It was Esme. She deliberately misled me and told me Mr. Ross liked lilies. I was set up!"In an instant, all eyes were on me.I put on a bewildered look and spread my hands. "I've resigned from Verdant Corp for half a month already. How could this possibly hav