The Revenge of One Humiliated
She was a force of nature, and she had just found her equal.
Antoine Fabron, for his part, drives alone. His wife refused to ride with him, preferring to be driven by a cousin. The shame was too great. He slams the steering wheel with the flat of his hand.
"Bitch! Fucking vengeful fat cow!"
The insults ring in the cabin, empty, impotent. They change nothing about the signed contract, which weighs like a stone in his jacket's inner pocket. 95 percent. He is no longer the boss. He is a luxury employee, a puppet. And all of this, because of a schoolyard grudge.