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But the more I didn’t give a damn, the more she pushed her luck.
Now that she had her chance, she was going completely overboard.
I wasn’t about to let her. I grabbed her wrist and twisted hard.
“AH!”
Elaine cried out, instinctively letting go of my collar.
As I pulled free, my arm hit the edge of the conference table. My watch smacked against the solid wood with a sharp CRACK.
She stumbled back two steps, looked down, and her face went ghost white.
The expensive Patek Philippe on her wrist now had a huge, ugly scratch across the face–practically glowing under the lights.
“You bitch…”
She held up her wrist, shaking, eyes blazing with fury.
“Serena, do you have ANY idea how much this watch costs?”
“Mr. Kane gave me this for my birthday! It’s worth 800,000 DOLLARS!”
I calmly straightened my wrinkled collar.
“You lost your balance. How’s that fault?”
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“SERENA!” Dominic finally snapped, his voice sharp. “You’ve gone too far!”
“You’re not just disrupting this meeting–now you’ve deliberately damaged someone’s property.”
“As CEO, I’m officially notifying you–you’re FIRED.”
“Now pack your shit and get out of this company. NOW!”
Elaine jumped in, screeching, “Mr. Kane, we can’t just let her walk away! She has to pay for the watch!”
The conference room went dead silent.
Everyone stared at me with either pity or smug satisfaction, like they were waiting for the show to really get started.
“Fine. I’ll pay.”
800,000 dollars, right?”
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I bent down and picked up my shattered phone.
The screen was cracked to hell, but it still worked.
I started dialing a number. Before I could say anything, Elaine sneered, “What eighty thousand? It’s Eight million!!”
I stopped. Looked at her.
“You sure about that?”
“Of course!” Elaine said smugly. “A gift from Mr. Kane is priceless!”
“Making you pay eight million is getting off easy!”
“Everyone here can back me up on this, right?!”
Elaine was digging her heels in.
She knew what my salary was. There was no way I could afford this.
She just wanted to humiliate me. Crush me.
The other executives saw their opening and jumped in.
“She’s right. A gift from the CEO–how can you put a price on that?” The CFO pushed up just accept it.”
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“This company isn’t a charity. You damage something, you pay for it. Simple as that,” The marketing director smirked. “Though with your salary, you’ll probably be paying this off until retirement, huh?”
Everyone burst out laughing, their eyes full of mockery and schadenfreude.
They’d been dying to see me crash and burn. Now that I was down, they were more than happy to kick me while I was there.
Dominic stood off to the side, frowning slightly but saying nothing to stop them.
Facing all the mockery, I didn’t get angry. I just looked up at Elaine. “Eight million. That’s final, right? You’re not gonna change it again?”
Elaine blinked, then scoffed.
“Serena, seriously? You’re still putting on an act?”
“What’s your monthly salary again?”
“Eight million? You gonna sell your organs to pay me back?”
I ignored her and lifted my phone.
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