Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 40

Willow didn't waste time on pleasantries. "What gives you the right to withhold our project bonuses?"

"Our?" Julian looked at her with a mocking smirk. "Who exactly are you referring to, aside from yourself?"

"My team. The people who actually did the work."

"So, barging into my office wasn't just your brilliant idea, it was theirs too?"

"Does it matter?"

"It matters immensely," Julian replied, his voice laced with ice. "I was actually considering leaving them a way out, but it seems that won't be necessary. Since you're all so united, I'll go ahead and adjust their bonuses to match yours perfectly."

Willow was seething. Matching hers meant zero. Her team had killed themselves working all year, relying on this exact payout. Now, not only was he violating corporate policy, but he was intentionally bankrupting her team just to torture her.

"Coming here was my decision. They had absolutely nothing to do with it. Besides, you can't just casually manipulate their compensation. Every single one of us signed a contract."

"A contract?" Julian looked at her like she was the dumbest person on earth. "Do you really think the Sinclair legal team is so incompetent that they'd be held hostage by a few sheets of paper? If they want to blame someone, they can blame themselves for following the wrong leader."

He was right. Willow had seen the Sinclair legal team in action—they were a battalion of the most vicious, elite lawyers in the country. They had never lost a case.

Julian clearly knew his absolute power, which was exactly why he operated with such terrifying arrogance.

And the worst part was, she couldn't do a damn thing to stop him.

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