Chapter 2I Paid My Debt: How I Escaped the Billionaire Who Broke Me

I was kicked out of Sterling Enterprises.

I used to have a private executive office, but today, I didn't even get a cubicle.

A woman from HR shoved a cardboard box into my arms. "Assistant Hayes, your things are in here." I had a good relationship with the staff, so she lowered her voice sympathetically. "Mr. Sterling personally ordered your termination. But your severance package is generous. You should leave while you can."

Her tone was actually polite.

I could guess Arthur's exact words: Tell her to get the hell out. I could picture him leaning back in his leather chair, a lazy, indifferent look in his eyes, completely dismissing my existence.

Struggling under the weight of the heavy box, I walked past my old office. I finally saw who its new owner was. It had already been converted into Chloe’s private lounge, her fashion sketches scattered carelessly across the desks.

Intimate photos of her and Arthur plastered the walls, completely covering the space where my dense, meticulously planned itinerary boards used to hang.

I lowered my eyes, my knuckles turning white as I gripped the edges of the box.

But the tension released just as quickly.

Whatever.