Chapter 4Punching the Script

My other coworkers, who had seen the footage, began to complain.

“Unbelievable. The document Zane gave me yesterday was full of typos. It took me an hour to fix it.”

“He messed up a simple print job for me, too. I had to go do it myself.”

“If he can’t even handle the simple stuff, what good is he?”

Zane looked like he wanted the floor to swallow him whole. But then Chloe slammed her hand on the table. “He made a few small mistakes! Why are you all making such a big deal out of it? Zane is still an intern. Can’t you be a little more understanding? As if none of you have ever made a mistake.”

My colleagues rolled their eyes but didn’t dare argue with their manager.

“And you!” Chloe turned her glare on me. “As a senior employee, why aren’t you actively mentoring him? When he makes a mistake, isn’t that your responsibility too?”

If fighting wasn't a fireable offense, I would have slapped her. When Zane accused me of slacking, it was a problem with my work ethic. When Zane was caught red-handed, it was somehow my fault.

Idiot.

I couldn’t be bothered to argue with someone so clearly irrational. Chloe didn’t press the issue, and we all went back to work. As I walked away, I overheard a few coworkers whispering.

“Isn’t Chloe dating Wyatt? Why is she defending the new intern?”

“Who knows? Maybe they had a fight.”

I smirked. We hadn’t fought. It was just Chloe, acting like she was possessed. But I didn't care anymore. Did she really expect me to treat her like a prize when she was acting like this?

The first thing I did when I got back to my desk was pull out my phone, open my chat with Chloe, and type two words:

【We’re done.】

Block. Delete. Done. A wave of relief washed over me.