From a Trip to a Toy

I set up the company myself, so I knew exactly where the surveillance cameras were and where the blind spots were.

The organizer was Lisa Griffin. At my words, she immediately turned deathly pale.

Our colleagues in the audience began nodding. They clearly agreed we should pull up the surveillance footage.

Lisa dropped her voice to a whisper, saying, "I suggest you drop this."

I found it ridiculous. "You're trying to steal my prize, and now you want me to drop it? What gave you the nerve?"

Lisa swept me with a cold glance and scoffed, as if she couldn't believe I had the audacity to ask that.

"Because Katie is Mr. Cosby's girlfriend. He personally told me to reserve this prize for her."

I was stunned, and then a wave of anger rose inside me.

I let Vincent run the company so he could win Grandpa's approval sooner. I also didn't tell him who I really was because I didn't want him to feel inferior to me.

Instead, I used my resources to help him behind the scenes. He had even vowed to marry me on the day the company went public.

I never expected to hear about Vincent's affair before our wedding even took place.

Thinking I was intimidated, Lisa continued arrogantly, "If you keep being stubborn, you might not keep your job here for long. Katie and I are besties. If you mess with me, you're messing with Mr. Cosby."

I snorted. "Fine. Have Vincent come here and tell me himself. Then I'll let Katie have the first prize."

Lisa looked at me in disdain. "You? Who do you think you are? Mr. Cosby is a very busy man. He doesn't have time for this."

Holding back my rage, I texted Vincent immediately and asked him to come over. I was still holding onto my last sliver of hope.

Onstage, the lucky draw was still going on.

Blushing, Katie said, "I'll go for the three-day vacation. I want to relax with my boyfriend for a few days."

In the audience, some colleagues started joking.

"Katie, you've only just started your internship, yet you never wear the same luxury item twice. Your boyfriend must be really rich, right?"

"That's right. You and your boyfriend seem really sweet. Who knows what the future holds?"

"Come to think of it, Katie's been awfully close with Mr. Cosby lately. She spends a lot of time in his office…"

Blushing, Katie stammered. "Once he agrees, I'll tell everyone who he is."

Since she didn't deny it, her vague response immediately fueled everyone's curiosity.

At that moment, someone exclaimed, "Oh? Mr. Cosby's here."

I followed everyone's gaze and saw Vincent standing in the doorway. He met Katie's eyes from afar, a fond smile on his face.

"Speaking of the devil…"

"Damn! Don't tell me these two are really…"

I lost my patience completely and raised my voice, breaking the intimate atmosphere.

"Mr. Cosby, you're just in time. I have a question for you. I clearly won the grand prize, so how did it end up being Katie's?"

Vincent saw me, and panic flickered in his eyes. He instinctively opened his mouth, as though to say, "How could it be you…"

Seeing his reaction, I lost all hope.

If any ordinary employee had won the grand prize, they would probably have had to give in under Lisa's pressure just to keep their job.

But of all people, I, Vincent's secret girlfriend, won the grand prize.

He hadn't expected me to catch him manipulating things behind the scenes.

Lisa hurried forward and twisted the story against me.

"Mr. Cosby, you're just in time! Harriet only won a plushie, yet she's insisting she won the grand prize and is making a fuss. You have to back me up!"

I stared at Vincent coldly. "Mr. Cosby, you owe me an explanation."

If he were willing to admit he no longer loved me, I would be willing to end things on good terms.

Vincent looked at me, took a deep breath, and said calmly, "Harriet, I know you've been working here for years, and you're upset about not winning the grand prize. I can compensate you later, but I won't let you take Katie's prize."