The first time Elena Hayes decided to quit her job, she was standing outside the office of the most infuriating man she had ever met, holding a resignation letter she had rewritten seventeen times.The eighteenth version was short.Professional.And, in her opinion, a masterpiece of restraint.If she had written what she truly felt, the letter would have begun with Dear Mr. Blackwood, I hope your billions keep you warm at night because your personality certainly doesn't.Unfortunately, rent did not accept sarcasm as payment.Elena exhaled, straightened her cream blouse and glanced at the time on her phone.8:42 a.m.Mr. Adrian Blackwood had arrived twelve minutes ago. He had already rejected two calls, demanded a revised financial report and sent her three emails about a presentation that was not scheduled until the following week.Three emails.For one presentation.The man was either a perfectionist or a clinically fascinating case study in unnecessary suffering.Possibly both.Elen
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