"By the way, Mr. Bode asked me to give you this—your work badge."
Mary handed over the badge with a cheerful smile.
Sherry stared at the work badge, confused.
A work badge?
Mary continued, "He said if you won't work at the Bode Group, you won't find work anywhere else. He really cares about you!"
Sherry's face tightened. Cares about me?
Mary didn't understand how these wealthy games worked.
To Sherry, this wasn't care—it was a direct threat.
If she refused the Bode Group, she had no other options.
With almost no work experience, finding another path seemed impossible.
Her own family would only kick her when she was down.
A bitter laugh escaped Sherry's lips.
So this was where she'd ended up—with nothing.
This was what she got for being too good to a man.
Furious at being cornered, Sherry grabbed a taxi and headed straight for the Bode Group's main competitor.
All these years, she had swallowed her pride.
When Claire made her suffer, she still had to apologize. When Teresa stole her family's affection, Sherry still had to say sorry when Teresa cried.
Now when it came to Gilbert and Wendy, was she supposed to stay quiet and take it again?
Rage burned in her chest. Maybe she'd spent too long being obedient, bending over backward for everyone. She couldn't do it anymore.
From now on, if her life wasn't going smoothly, nobody else's would be easy either.
She didn't go to Gilbert's company. Instead, she went directly to his rival's company.
The moment she stepped inside, she spotted a familiar figure.
It was Wendy. What was she doing here?
"George, thank you so much for your help!" Wendy smiled sweetly, her voice dripping with charm as she showed her little fang. She looked every bit the adorable little sister. "Oh, there's something I should warn you about.
"It's about Sherry."
George Latham seemed to recall the name. "The one Gilbert keeps hidden at home because he's ashamed to be seen with her?"
Gilbert never brought Sherry to social events.
She wasn't sophisticated enough and couldn't bring any benefits to the Bode family.
Everything had to serve the company's interests first. Sherry had always put the company above herself.
Publicly claiming her as Gilbert's wife wasn't as useful as bringing in real profits.
But in other people's mouths, this became "too ashamed to be seen with her."
"Exactly. You know the type—a homebody with no real skills. When she saw how well Gilbert treats me, she went crazy. Lately she's even been trying to get a job outside!
"Gilbert was worried she'd embarrass herself at other companies, so he made sure all her applications got rejected."
Hearing this, Sherry went pale.
So the reason she couldn't find work elsewhere was that he thought she would humiliate herself.
That feeling—being judged as useless and shameful by someone she once trusted—washed over her like ice water.
"I'm worried she might snap and show up at your company. She might wave around her 'divorce from Gilbert' and try to make a scene. She can't let him go, so if she comes here, it's definitely not with good intentions!"
George's smile disappeared, replaced by a cold smirk. "If she tries, she's finished."
Those simple words, heavy with threat.


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