Chapter 3My Ex Girlfriend Fired Me—I Bought Her Company

I glanced at the door.

Then I remembered I hadn’t deleted her fingerprint after the breakup.

Skyler didn’t answer, just said coldly: “Who told you my company was going bankrupt?”

I was changing my shoes and ignored her.

Skyler’s face darkened further.

“You got your wish. The company collapsed.”

I raised an eyebrow, surprised Mr. Quinn had moved so fast.

Mentioned at noon, done by afternoon.

Skyler went on:

“Carter, I don’t know how you got that tip‑off.”

“But don’t celebrate too soon.”

“The firm acquiring us is a major player. They’ll handle the project issues.”

“I’ll still be in management.”

I made myself tea, unsurprised.

Of course I knew.

My optimization list wasn’t final yet, so existing staff were temporarily retained.

“And?” I asked flatly.

Skyler stared intently.

“Hand over your client portfolio to Dax, and I’ll arrange a manager role for you in the new company.”

“You know with the parent company’s backing, McAsh will be stronger than ever.”

“A manager title is a generous offer.”

I almost laughed.

She said it so righteously, as if granting me a favor.

But I knew the truth: after the acquisition, Mr. Quinn had circulated the development plan I’d drafted.

One key point: roles would be based on merit under my leadership.

Skyler just wanted to use my contacts to boost Dax into a VP role.

Her love for Dax ran deep.

Too bad she’d backed the wrong horse.

“Skyler, you’re naive.”

My words darkened her face. She stood and stepped toward me.

Her gaze was piercing.

“Carter, I know you’re jealous of Dax.”

“You’re upset I changed, that I treat him so well.”

“But get this—our statuses are different now. I’m the boss. The capitalist.”

“And you? You work for me. A boyfriend like you hasn’t been on my level for a long time.”

“But Dax… he brings me freshness. The joy of being a woman. You can’t compare.”

Skyler looked at me deeply, her voice oddly soft.

“I’ll give you one night to decide.”

With that, she turned and left.

I shook my head, annoyed.

I deleted her fingerprint immediately, then opened my laptop and sent the layoff list for the next day.

The following morning, I started at the company officially.

As I entered, colleagues were buzzing about the acquisition.

Skyler was painting a rosy picture as usual.

Saying she’d remain in management, and if everyone worked hard, things would stay the same.

Until someone noticed me. Her eyes lit up.

She walked over, sounding like she’d expected me.

“Changed your mind? Ready to hand over the client list to Dax?”