The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 301

Neville stood there in awkward silence for a few seconds, then blurted out, “Catherine, why do you need to see the HR manager?”

“Why? Worried I’ll fire you?” Catherine cut straight to the heart of it.

Neville immediately put on a wide grin. “No way. Someone as young, smart, and gorgeous as you wouldn’t just fire people out of the blue.”

“Get out.”

His sweet talk didn’t even make a dent in Catherine’s mood. She pointedly told him to leave, and Neville, clearly desperate for any excuse to stay, kept glancing back as he slowly shuffled out of the office.

Almost noon. The HR manager finally arrived, looking flustered and a little out of breath.

“Sorry, Catherine, I had no idea you’d be in today. The campus recruitment was on my schedule from last week.”

Nadine looked about forty, a bit on the heavy side, with all the confidence of a seasoned businesswoman. Black, chunky glasses framed her sharp, calculating eyes.

“It’s fine. Work comes first,” Catherine replied, giving Nadine a quick once-over. “So, how did the recruitment go?”

Nadine shook her head, sighing. “These college grads think too highly of themselves. They expect a six-figure salary just because they have a degree, but none of them really fit.”

“I need a secretary.” Catherine didn’t waste any time.

“We didn’t find anyone,” Nadine replied, sounding helpless, but there was a stubborn edge to her voice.

“Call headquarters. Tell them to transfer Letty from the secretarial pool to work for me.”

Nadine froze, surprised. “That’s… a long transfer. Are you sure Letty will want to come out here?”

“Just do it.” Catherine’s eyes were clear and piercing. Her face was striking, almost intimidating, and when she got serious like this, she had a kind of authority that made it impossible to argue.

“Since you joined, you’ve used your position to give jobs to dozens of your own people, from the back office to upper management. That’s a clear violation of company rules. You’re not just being let go. You’re paying back two months’ salary. If you want to contest it, there’ll be additional penalties for breach of contract.”

Catherine spoke slowly and clearly. Nadine’s face got paler with every word. You could see the panic building.

When Catherine finished, the room went quiet.

Absolutely silent.

Nadine stared at Catherine, desperate to find even the tiniest hint that she might be bluffing. There was nothing. Catherine was dead serious.

“Catherine, I… I didn’t have a choice. Please, give me another chance. Don’t fire me, please. I’ll do whatever you say.” Nadine’s voice cracked, her pale face turning red as she pleaded.

She was older, and she’d fought her way up the corporate ladder for years to become HR manager. It hadn’t been easy. Losing this job would turn all those years of work into nothing.