All Chapters of My President’s Lover Fired Me: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

“I’m his girlfriend, and yet you’re the one who spends more than ten hours a day with him!”Morgan Eddy bit her lip in annoyance. “From now on, he’s having a male assistant. Hand everything over.”I looked down and checked the handover list. “His personal calendar, overseas accounts, board authorizations, and the medical arrangements for the Tohn family estate, too? Has Mr. Tohn signed off on all this?”She looked at me with an arrogant expression and nodded at once. “You don’t need to ask him. He gave me signing authority, and he’s already agreed to let you go. Pack your things. You’re leaving today. Any objections?”I shook my head. I was barely holding back a laugh. “None.”The break room fell silent for a moment.Alicia Bune from Administration stood in the doorway with coffee in hand. She stared at me as if I had lost my mind.Morgan clearly had not expected me to agree so easily either.The tears she had worked up were still glistening in her eyes, but she seemed at a los

The trouble started on Ryan’s second day on the job.The first call came from Brian Lynn, the CFO.He sounded anxious.“Natalie, where’s the authorization paperwork for that overseas transfer?”I was eating fish and chips at a restaurant in Frostvik.“Mr. Lynn, I’ve resigned.”“I know, but this is urgent. If the money doesn’t arrive today, they’re pulling out of the deal.”“Please speak to Mr. Hayden.”“Ryan says he hasn’t seen the paperwork.”“It’s in the sixth folder in the handover package, marked with a blue tag. The instructions are in there too.”Brian sounded relieved.I continued, “But I wouldn’t advise him to process it himself. That transfer needs secondary approval from Mr. Tohn personally.”Brian hesitated. “Didn’t you always handle it before?”“I was Mr. Tohn’s assistant then. I’m not anymore.”I hung up.Less than half an hour later, John Geller from Legal called.“Natalie, there are two versions of the international conference minutes. Which one should we

After I hung up, Alan asked, “Is it over?”I nodded.He smiled and left it at that.We stayed late at a little bar in Mapleward. Outside, a light rain was falling. The dim yellow streetlights illuminated the raindrops.I took a sip of red wine. Then, I suddenly felt like the past three years had been one long dream.In that dream, I answered messages at 3 a.m. and took calls at 7 a.m. If Duncan had an upset stomach, I had his medication at the office within half an hour. When George missed the tea from back home, I arranged for some to be sent from Osterreach. When Morgan wanted dessert from a shop on the south side of town, I made a detour of over twelve miles after work to pick it up.Everyone believed it was my job. No one ever asked if I was tired.By the time Alan walked me back to my hotel, the rain had stopped.He hesitated in the doorway.“You’re a good person, Nat.”I smiled. “Thank you.”“That guy doesn’t deserve you.”I said nothing.He turned and left.I

His lips moved.“Do you have to do this, Natalie?”“Do what?”“After three years...”“Three years of working for you,” I said, cutting in. “Mr. Tohn, don’t tell me you still think I have feelings for you.”He looked at me sharply.As I looked him in the eye, I said in a deliberate tone to make myself clear, “I was doing my job. You paid me. Don’t flatter yourself.”All the color drained from his face.I turned and headed for the door.He called after me, “Natalie!”I kept walking.“Morgan’s trashing you online! She’s trying to ruin you!”I paused. Then, I looked back and smiled.“She can say what she likes. I’ll get on with my life. If she thinks a few nasty posts can ruin me, she has seriously underestimated me.”I pushed open the cafe door and stepped outside. The bell jingled behind me.I did not look back.That evening, I was packing at the hotel when the doorbell rang.I thought it was Alan.When I opened the door, I saw that it was Duncan.He stood there, wet f

I sat by the hotel window and sipped tea.“What about Ryan?”“He ran. He bought a ticket and flew abroad yesterday. But the company has already sent him a legal notice. He won’t get away with it.”“Oh.”“There’s also the board,” Mr. Sade said, lowering his voice. “They were already unhappy with Mr. Tohn. Now they want someone held accountable for this mess. I hear they’re trying to force him out.”I paused, cup in hand. “Force him out?”“Yes. They’re blaming his poor management and favoritism for what’s happened to the company. Mr. Lynn’s holding them off, but he can’t do it for much longer.”I fell silent.If the board forced Duncan out, Tohn Corp really would be finished.Still, what did that have to do with me?Duncan had chosen his girlfriend and his assistant himself. He had made the decisions.The consequences were his to deal with.“Ms. Ziegler, you... You really aren’t coming back?”“No.”“Even if Mr. Tohn—”“Mr. Sade,” I said, interrupting, “he’s an adult. He’s