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The company parachuted in a new audit executive, and it turned out to be Karen, my boyfriend Chad's little childhood sweetheart.
She berated me in the morning meeting, saying I wasn't living up to my title and was just a placeholder. She even implied that I was deliberately making things difficult for my coworkers and acting disgracefully.
Turning around, she then tugged on my boyfriend's sleeve and whimpered:
"Is it because I'm too close to you that Sarah misunderstood me?"
Later, she took advantage of her connections to have the company lay me off.
With me out of the way as a stumbling block, Karen not only won in love but also went full steam ahead in the company.
Until the company laid off a large number of key personnel under her leadership, projects started failing one after another, and the company's stock price plummeted. Karen finally panicked. She urged her ex-boyfriend to contact me, asking me to come back and continue working, to be their scapegoat.
Meanwhile, I was sunbathing on the beach.
"I'm sorry, the sun is too strong in this resort area. I can barely hear what you're saying. I'll hang up now."

My Boyfriend's Little Childhood Sweetheart Became My Boss

"Sarah, it's been so long. How... how have you been? Ah, about what happened before, I was in the wrong!"


Chad glanced at Dashiell, a flash of jealousy in his eyes. He smiled and waved his hand dismissively at Dashiell.


"I know I don't stand a chance anymore, and I'm not trying to ruin your relationship. I just hoped that Sarah, considering our two years together, might help me secure a position at your company."


Chad claimed he didn't want to disrupt my relationship with Dashiell, yet he kept reminiscing about how wonderful our two-year relationship had been.


If Dashiell lost his cool and lashed out at him, tomorrow's trending news would undoubtedly be negative press about Cort. Even if Dashiell managed to keep his temper in check, Chad could still drive a wedge between us.


This nauseating little ploy was indeed effective; at the very least, Dashiell's fists were already clenched.


I quickly called over to Karen, who had been watching from the sidelines.


Chapter 10