Chapter 8

Julian took a look at the iron bucket with black smoke, wondering if I was crazy.“Why don’t you just throw it away?”

“Fire purges better.” I replied.

He twisted his eyebrows. We stand wordlessly in the yard, the last ray of sunlight swallowed by darkness.

On Friday morning, the 4S shop called and told me my car was fixed. I went to get the car and remembered about the jacket. It was supposed to be washed and returned…

I called Gary, telling him that my car had been repaired. When I sent him the repair list and the cost, I added a work at the end: If I may ask, what’s your boss’s exact height, weight, measurements?

I asked that because I decided to get a matching suit and trousers to return. I owed them one.

I hadn’t received a reply for a long time. Perhaps even Gary wasn’t sure about his boss’s states? I didn’t think much of it

either.

As I approached the next corner, My phone buzzed with Finance’s call about audit discrepancies. My forehead healed and I drove to the office.

I had been absent for days. When I came to the project department, my men came to ask if I was fine. I hadn’t told them about my departure. I felt kind of sorry that they would have to deal with a new boss.

office. After coming back, I started clearing four weeks of backlog. The resignation letter sat buffering

Before I

got

I something that made me nauseous at

from the Crowe Corp is working in CEO’s suite

mean Mr. Shaw is going to marry her?”

Frost is Mr. Shaw’s girlfriend? What should Ms. Frost do if they get married?”

they whispered over their coffee about Rita’s shamelessness, my plight,

whitened around the mug. I went back to my office and sat down, lost

stabbed the elevator button. Early resignation equals

walked to Julian’s office. Roy rushed to stop me, looking nervous.“Ms. Frost, Mr. Shaw is in a meeting.”

he let down his guard, I suddenly changed direction and walked quickly to the door. I took the handle,

was determined to leave him, what was there to be mad at him? I’d only

Perhaps this was why

rang out from

his eyes while saying, “Ms. Frost, here’s the thing. Miss Crowe just showered after

my head, saying, “A Harvard MBA reduced

response, I

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