Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 183 Making a Living

I was confused. Wasn't my identity supposed to be confidential?

I hesitated before testing the waters and sent a message back. "Why did Harvey say I'm a nepotism hire?"

Heather took a long time before finally replying. "I'm not sure. He just told everyone you were a nepotism hire, but we think he's just trying to smear you. Rumor has it he wanted to get his wife into the company, but HR hired you instead. He's probably mad about that."

I went silent. I was tempted to tell her that it wasn't just about that. Harvey had plenty of reasons to hold a grudge against me.

Noticing my lack of response, Heather quickly sent another message.

"Don't stress too much. As long as you keep your head and suck up to him a little, you can survive. That's just how things work around here."

I stared at my phone, feeling a wave of irony wash over me. He was just a team leader, yet he acted like a tyrant.

I glanced at Heather and couldn't help but ask the question in my mind. "Have none of you ever fought back?"

She was indifferent, looking as if she had long accepted reality.

"It's useless. He has too many tricks up his sleeve, and no one can beat him. The company pays well enough, so we just put up with it. Just consider it the price to pay to make a living.

even publicly cursed him out. Guess what? It didn't matter. Harvey walked away unscathed, and that guy? He

thought about her words for the rest

I imagined. From what I could see, I should be his number-one target at this point. Well then, I

company, I saw Eric

I asked while scanning

and reassured me, "I sent the driver away. You don't have to

I finally

anyone saw it, my undercover plan would be

about to say something, a car suddenly pulled up

moment Eric saw him, his expression instantly

doing

rolled his eyes at him and then turned

work must've been exhausting. I came to

could respond, Eric wrapped his arm around my shoulder

She's my wife,

take her home myself."

eyes twitched, but he held back his urge to curse.

"Jane, come on. Get in the