Chapter 6

After taking my dad home from dialysis, I spent the evening there.

I’d taken two days off to look after him.

The next morning, I received a call from a colleague.

Her voice had a hint of gloating concern.

“Chloe, you don’t know yet, do you? Tiffany stole your deal!”

I only had one deal I was currently working on.

As soon as it was signed, my promotion to lead manager was guaranteed.

Everything for that deal was already settled; it was just a matter of scheduling a signing with the other company.

I rushed to the office.

Immediately, I saw Tiffany, arm-in-arm with Julian, walking out with a smug smile.

Tiffany saw me and immediately smiled apologetically.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, Chloe. Julian took me out to dinner last night.

“Mr. Carlson was there too, and when the deal came up, he insisted on signing with me.”

Julian let out a dismissive, cold laugh.

“What’s there to be sorry about? In business, it’s every man for himself.”

My temper flared instantly, and I blurted out without thinking.

“Every man for himself? Or ‘every woman for herself’ using her bedroom skills?!”

Before Tiffany could react in anger, Julian spoke first.

“Chloe, if you had *those* skills, you could have had it too.”

My fists clenched tight, and I glared at him. “I don’t need them!”

Julian’s face was full of mockery. “Oh? Then what exactly are you doing right now?”

Tiffany, still clinging to his arm, walked away.

I turned, raised my phone, and snapped a few pictures of them.

“Julian, I bet your fiancée doesn’t know about this, does she?”

Julian stopped in his tracks, turning to look at me.

I couldn’t afford to miss this promotion opportunity again.

My family had a mountain of debt, and my dad still needed money for his treatments.

Thinking Julian, being the kind of person he was, would care most about his reputation,

I clutched my phone, deciding to go all out.

“If you don’t make my life easy, I’ll send these pictures out!”

Julian’s eyes held a faint smile. “Oh, really?”