Ruined Over High Tea
After I secured a billion-dollar partnership for Horizon Ventures, the sales department celebrated with an afternoon tea spread where everyone got to choose their own order.
When it was my turn, the new hire, Jessica Osborne, suddenly cut in. "Chicken sandwiches for the rest of them. No need to order anything else."
I ignored her and calmly told the admin clerk, "I’ll have a slice of chocolate cake."
The next second, Jessica slammed the menu right across my face and glared at me furiously.
"I said no, so you don’t get to order. Who do you think you are? A princess?"
The hard menu left a stinging red mark across my face, and a surge of anger flared up inside me. Without hesitating, I grabbed the menu and hurled it right back at her face.
Jessica immediately shrieked and roared at me, "Do you have any idea who I am?! My dad is Royce Osborne, the biggest client this company has! Even our CEO, Emily Hopkins, treats me with respect. How dare you lay a hand on me? Believe it or not, I can get your $600,000 bonus canceled and have you blacklisted from this entire industry!"
I froze.
Royce Osborne's my maternal uncle.
He’s forty, famously single, and has never been married.
When exactly did he have such a grown-up daughter?