I Can't Be An Escort When I'm An Heiress
My colleague, Nora Lewis, suddenly leaned over at the company annual dinner.
“You managed to land such a tough project with Sanscape Group. Tell me, how many people did you sleep with to pull that off?
“I’ve heard for ages that you’ve got a great body and that you’re quite the player. You really live up to the rumors!”
Right after, she pretended to have misspoken and quickly covered her mouth.
The dinner table, which had been bustling just moments ago, fell silent.
Everyone exchanged meaningful glances before pricking up their ears in perfect unison. Then, they lowered their heads to play with their phones.
I looked at her calmly and asked in return, “Does closing a business deal require sleeping with someone? I’ve been working for so long, and I never knew that. You must be quite the expert, Ms. Lewis?”
Also, how come I’ve never heard that my dad’s company requires sleeping with someone to secure a project?