Countdown to My Divorce

“Yes, I can hear you now,” Rachel replied.

There were only a few days left. Honestly, she wasn’t even worried anymore if William found out that her hearing had recovered.

“Well,” Jenny said, “just a few days ago, someone came and said she was the new director at Lewis Enterprise. Said you were tied up, and she was sent in your place to discuss the deal.”

Rachel couldn’t help but sigh. Samantha calling herself the new director–was that just something she made up, or had William told her to say that?

If William had secretly put her up to it, then Cecilia had only ever been a scapegoat. A convenient excuse to clear the path.

No matter what happened that day–whether or not Cecilia had offended Samantha–Cecilia’s job was already lost.

Rachel suddenly remembered something William had said before. Samantha had just moved to Yurelia City, and many of the shareholders were unhappy with how she had been parachuted into the company. If she couldn’t show results soon, her position would be at risk.

If William really had helped Samantha land this project behind the scenes…then Rachel must’ve been truly blind. She had been nothing more than a stepping stone for Samantha.

Rachel snapped out of her thoughts and asked Jenny, “So, the proposal she brought–was your boss satisfied with it?”

“It was the same proposal you showed him last time,” Jenny answered.

For a moment, Rachel felt like she was standing at the edge of a cliff–and someone had just shoved her off. It was like someone had reached into her chest and twisted her heart so hard, she could barely breathe.

She remembered that her laptop had broken down before, and she had sent it for repairs. She had no choice but to use William’s temporarily. She had copied the proposal onto his computer and forgotten to delete it afterward.

her proposal to Samantha, and allow Samantha

take credit for someone

so many chances to explain it to Rachel, so many

work, her ideas–and never even

just not

all. Thanks,” Rachel said quietly.

a few seconds, she stood frozen; then, she finally decided

Samantha.

completely swamped, barely staying afloat as a colleague came

looking up, Samantha frowned sharply, her expression cold–nothing like the sweet, obedient

data yourself? Can’t you see

when Ms. Lloyd was here,” the woman replied carefully, “she said she kept all the data

for a few seconds, then set down her

you all. Didn’t even make you do the basic work. But now I’m the department director, and what I

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pull your own data. The company didn’t hire you to sit around and