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After My Boss Smear My Reputation, I Got Her FiredChapter 3 of 4 free

Chapter 3After My Boss Smear My Reputation, I Got Her Fired

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Instead of moving, she slammed her hands down hard on the lid of my laptop, stopping me from taking it. With her other hand, she quickly snatched my phone off the desk, using my face to unlock it before I could react, and pulled up my messages.

"Work? You mean messaging various CEO's and offering your 'deep, personal' services?" Her voice was shrill, projecting to the entire room.

"Here, let me read a little excerpt so we can all learn from our top performer!"

She cleared her throat, putting on a sickeningly breathy, mocking tone.

"'Mr. Sterling, thank you so much for everything today. I would love to treat you to dinner sometime soon!' Wow, look at that! A blatant, shameless invitation! Tell me, Audrey, did you not know Mr. Sterling is a married man? His wife is notoriously vicious, and you are throwing yourself at him? You really have no shame, do you?"

I was honestly amazed by her stupidity. "It is a standard business pleasantry after closing a deal. How else am I supposed to phrase it?"

"Pleasantries? Then explain this!" She tapped on a different chat. The contact name was saved as Papa Sinclair.

The messages in that thread were obviously casual. It was me complaining about how exhausting work was, and the other person gently reminding me to eat on time. It was deeply affectionate.

"Oh, wow! Look how intimate you are with this 'Papa Sinclair' character! You are literally whining to him like a spoiled brat!"

"Calling him Daddy? That is disgusting! Is this your twisted little kink? Which filthy rich old man is keeping you on his payroll, Audrey? No wonder you keep landing massive accounts. I bet your little sugar daddy is pulling all the strings behind the scenes!"

I stared at her face, completely twisted with jealousy and spite, and the cold smirk on my lips only grew wider.

What an absolute idiot. She couldn't even recognize my father's profile picture or the way he texted, yet she was parading around pretending to be his daughter?

When I graduated college, my dad and I made a bet. I promised I would join the company undercover, without using his name, and secure one hundred million dollars in contracts purely on my own merit. If I did, I would immediately take over as the General Manager.

I was literally one day away from crossing the finish line, only to be publicly degraded by this clown pretending to be the heiress to the empire.

Alright, 'sister', I thought. If you want to play pretend, I will play along. Let's see how much longer you can enjoy the spotlight.

Seeing that she had absolutely no intention of getting out of my chair, and was instead scrolling deeper into my private messages looking for more ammunition, my patience snapped completely.

I turned on my heel, marched straight into her private glass office, grabbed her unlocked MacBook from her desk, and walked right back out.

"What are you doing?! Put my laptop down!" she shrieked, genuine panic lacing her voice.

I ignored her completely, my fingers swiping rapidly across her trackpad.

I had heard the nasty little rumors floating around the water cooler about Valerie's late-night extracurricular activities in the office. Everyone knew, but because of her title, no one dared to say a word.

I found a hidden folder on her desktop and double-clicked the video file inside.

A second later, the unmistakable, explicit sounds of heavy panting and moaning blasted at maximum volume from her laptop speakers.

"Holy shit... is that Valerie's voice?"

"Wow, she really gets wild... she filmed herself hooking up right here in the office?"

The crowd of coworkers instantly erupted into chaos. Shocked gasps and loud whispers filled the room.

All the blood drained from Valerie's face. She lunged at me, practically tackling me to snatch the laptop away and slam it shut. She was shaking violently, pointing a trembling finger at my face.

"Audrey Sinclair! Stop trying to frame me! I am completely innocent! You definitely snuck that filthy file onto my computer just now to ruin my reputation!"

"For all we know, you are the star of that video! We all know there is nothing you won't do to close a deal!"

But the damage was done. The way the staff was looking at her now was dripping with suspicion and disgust.

Realizing she was losing control, she straightened her spine and loudly played her ultimate trump card.

"I didn't want to have to reveal this to everyone, but I am the CEO's daughter! I came into this company undercover specifically to clean up the toxic culture my father hates! Employees like Audrey, who sleep their way to the top and maliciously slander their superiors, are exactly the kind of trash I am here to take out!"

She glared at the crowd, her threat crystal clear. "Anyone standing here laughing at me right now better think long and hard about whether they still want a paycheck from my father's company tomorrow!"