A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

After that, Vera finally let go of any pride she’d felt about her prestigious university degree. She no longer hesitated to ask questions, and instead sought guidance with genuine humility.

She had come to understand the reality: in a tiny company with just three employees and five team members, she might have the highest degree, but she was also the least experienced one there.

Fortunately, Vera was quick to adjust her attitude. She didn’t let herself. feel ashamed or inferior. Instead, she threw herself into her work, determined to close the gap. Within a week, she’d practically memorized the company manual from cover to cover.

When those days of getting paid overtime just for learning finally ended, Vera found herself oddly reluctant to let them go.

Without even realizing it, three months had already flown by. She was now a full–time employee. The company covered her meals and housing, offered comprehensive health insurance and benefits, and her base salary was a thousand higher than the industry standard. Vera was satisfied on every count.

Each month, she cut her living expenses to the bone, saving every penny she could. With every deposit into her savings, her hope for the future

grew.

But life is unpredictable. You never know which will come first–tomorrow, or disaster.

Vera knocked on the door, only entering after hearing a response from inside. Alessia sat behind her desk, looking unusually serious. Vera pressed her lips together, feeling a twinge of nerves. Her hands unconsciously straightened, her posture turning respectful.

“Boss, you wanted to see me?”

frowned, tapping a

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many times is this now? How many mistakes have there been just this week? One more, and you can go see

been some trouble at home lately. I promise, I’ll

lose this job. Not now. If she

lip, eyes stinging

fix it right away.” Bowing deeply, she kept her gaze fixed on her shoes, unable to meet

in silence, drumming her fingers

company can’t shoulder losses because of your personal problems.

to collect the folder.

the folder on her own desk, then hurried to the bathroom. She splashed cold water on her face, her cheeks

finally regained her composure and reached for a paper towel, a neatly

“Thanks.”

on with you lately? You’ve been out of it–I even caught you dozing off. You weren’t like this before you were made permanent. Don’t get