Erase Me in the Next Life

I've always been the one working the hardest for the company, yet the department manager position he promised me was handed to Julia Snow. And he still has the nerve to bring this up!

"Vivian, let me tell you something," Ethan Reed continued.

"My mom was furious. She was clearing out some clutter the other day and throwing away the silver box in your safe. It looked like some broken necklaces and other junk. You’d better buy her some nice jewelry."

"Otherwise, if you come to the Reed family empty-handed, we won’t let you in!" Ethan said harshly. Hearing the words silver box, I froze.

"What did you say you threw away?"

"An old silver box, just a worthless piece of junk," Ethan said with contempt.

Hearing this, I trembled all over.

"Ethan! That was my mother’s treasured dowry!"

Hearing this, Ethan faltered, his voice a little unsteady, but he quickly recovered.

"It was just a broken box. How much could it be worth?"

I suppressed my fury. "The box held what my mother left for me. You knew that, Ethan!"

He replied lazily, "I know. Are you upset now about throwing it away? You haven’t treated my parents well for a long time!"

"Find it for me, Ethan," my tone hardened.

"It was flushed away long ago. How could I possibly find it for you?" He said coldly, with disdain.

"Stop pretending, Vivian. Hurry and buy my mom the same set of jewelry!"

"Buy it for you? Dream on." Hearing this, I almost laughed aloud. "Ethan, thank your mother. You’ve finally shown me the true face of your family."

I whispered through clenched teeth.

"Whatever you say!" Ethan barked. "If you don’t buy it, then get out of the company! I’m the president, after all."

His tone was firm, though I caught a faint tremor in it.

"Vivian, we’ve been married five years. I’ve given you five years of my youth, and this is your attitude?"

"I just realized today how ungrateful you are! I was desperate to promote you in the company."

"I’m telling you, Julia will be at your desk tomorrow. You don’t need to come to work anymore. Go beg on the street!" he snapped.

After hanging up, I felt my hands shaking. I buried my face in cold water, finally calming my anger.

I stared at the fading light outside the window, emotion surging in my chest.

Five years of love, a villa, and a row of shops—I’d given so much to Ethan, and in the end, he turned his back on me like this.

By now, I’d seen through his entire family. There was no reason to hold back.

I silently dialed a number.

"Mr. Sullivan? This is Vivian, who contacted you the other day."

Eric Sullivan’s voice was calm on the other end.

"Ms. Vivian, what are your thoughts? Are you sure you’ll bring your core technology?"

"Yes, all of it—along with some high-value clients."

I nodded slowly, then, after a long paus,e asked,

"Eric, do you still stand by what you said that night?"

He was silent for a moment before replying softly, "Yes, we’ll discuss it later."

I nodded again. "Okay, see you then."

After hanging up, I thought back to my conversation with Ethan. All I wanted to do was laugh. He still thought I’d buy his mother a set of silver jewelry.

I lowered my head, gazing at the photo of the silver box my mother left me.

He had no idea the storm he’d stirred up. Not even his whole company would be enough to cover it!