Chapter 3The Secret Wife's Retribution

But reality quickly slapped me in the face.

Just minutes after I said that, a personnel appointment and dismissal notice was posted in the large company chat group.

[Logistics Director Chloe Davis has treated her work with perfunctory negligence, failed to demonstrate the value of a key position, and made insufficient contributions to the company's core operations.]

[Therefore, after research by the company, it has been decided to dismiss Chloe Davis from the position of Logistics Director.]

[Mia will serve as Logistics Director, officially taking office after the Spring Festival.]

I was stunned for at least five seconds.

I hid my identity for five years, working hard in the Logistics Department without complaint, just so that Ethan Sterling would have no worries on the home front.

Ethan would absolutely never sign this.

I really wanted to see who had such immense courage and reached so far.

The HR Director immediately @'d me:

[@Chloe, during the handover period, purchasing authority will be handled by Mia. You will still temporarily manage the basic operations of the Logistics Department. Strengthen inspections during the Spring Festival period and stand your final post well.]

I was so angry I almost laughed.

Only managing the money and not doing the work?

I was wondering why she insisted on taking office after the New Year.

It turned out she didn't want to be caught at the company for duty inspections during the Spring Festival.

In my five years in the Logistics Department, which Spring Festival was I not inspecting every corner of the company?

She sure knows how to calculate things to her advantage.

Mia immediately replied in the group:

[Thank you to the company leadership for your trust. I will certainly live up to expectations, lead all Logistics Department personnel, and do my utmost to generate revenue for the company, building the most valuable department in the company.]

The named members of the Logistics Department stared at each other; no one replied.

Below was a long string of compliments for Mia.

[Congratulations Director Mia, on becoming the company's youngest manager.]

[Director Mia, a suggestion: cancel those tedious processes of signing and registering. Who cares about a broken pen anyway?]

[Director Mia, please replace the AC in our office with one that has fresh air ventilation.]

[Director Mia, I want a 100-inch TV for screen casting during meetings.]

Flattered by the repeated "Director Mia," Mia lost all sense of proportion and agreed to everything without hesitation.

[Director Mia is so generous, unlike a certain someone who is so stingy.]

[This is against the rules, that has regulations, as if she were spending her own family's money.]

[That's a sign of incompetence. Director Mia has the ability to fight for resources.]

[Unlike her, no background at all, thinking getting some plants and scenting the bathroom is a great achievement.]

People, familiar and unfamiliar, stepped forward to flatter the high and step on the low.

They completely disregarded the fact that I, the demoted person, was still in the group.

VP Jones @'d me in the group:

[Chloe, personnel appointments are the result of careful consideration by the company. You are a veteran employee; don't let your emotions get the better of you.]

[The company won't fire you. Aren't you guys always short a janitor to clean the restrooms? You can fill that spot for now.]

I simply couldn't believe my eyes.

He actually wanted me, a manager, to clean toilets?

This was naked humiliation, a blatant slap in the face!

Through two doors, I clearly heard the roaring laughter coming from other offices.

I could even imagine Mia's currently smug, arrogant, and gloating expression.

I gripped my phone screen tightly, my knuckles turning white.

Almost trembling, I replied with one word:

[Okay.]

Perhaps not seeing the anger he expected from me, VP Miller @'d me again.

[Veteran employees have good awareness. I hope you will shine in your new position.]

Mia followed up with a message:

[Please rest assured, Mr. Miller, I will strictly enforce company policies and manage subordinate employees well.]

She then @'d me:

[Sister Chloe, I won't be soft-hearted just because you used to be in management. If you don't clean well, I will issue a fine.]

Every word was a stab to the heart!

Murder is nothing but a nod of the head.

If the tiger doesn't roar, do they really think I'm a sick cat?

I replied provocatively:

[Okay, I'll be waiting for your fine.]