I quickly reassured Ethan, saying, "It's okay, go handle your stuff. I've got things covered here at the office."
He kissed me, clearly not wanting to leave, then hurried out the door. As soon as he was out of sight, my smile faded, and I sighed deeply.
I looked around the office, which had once been full of life and promise but now felt empty and cold. Vivian had completely messed things up in only a few months, leaving the company in shambles.
The team was demoralized, and our performance had taken a nosedive. At this rate, we were heading straight for bankruptcy.
I slumped into a chair, tears spilling out despite myself.
"Vivian, what exactly are you trying to do? Are you really trying to drive me to the edge?" I muttered to myself, my heart heavy with despair.
Right then, my phone chimed on the desk with a new message. I unlocked the screen, and what I saw made my eyes go wide. The message was from Vivian.
"Hey, you mistress. Had enough of my torment yet? Meet me at the usual spot tomorrow at 3:00 pm. I'm giving you one last chance. You might still be able to save your failing company if you're smart."
I was shaking with anger when I read that and was so close to throwing my phone across the room. But deep down, I knew I had no way out. The company would be done if I didn't give in to her demands.
After a long hesitation, I finally typed out my reply. "Fine. I'll be there."
I hit send and took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm brewing inside me.
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The next day, I showed up at the restaurant right on time. As soon as I walked in, I saw Vivian sitting by the window, sipping her coffee gracefully.
I took a deep breath and walked straight up to her. "I'm here. Let's get this over with."
"Oh, what's the rush?" Vivian looked up lazily, a smug smile crossing her face. "Take a seat. Have lunch with me, and let's talk this out nice and slow."
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