My Wife Made Me Toast To Her Assistant

The next second, I stormed into the conference room without hesitation.

As it happened, the company directors were holding a departmental meeting.

My fury was so overwhelming that Nova turned slightly pale. But she still stood up to block my way. “Why are you disrupting things here? We’re in the middle of a meeting.”

I cut straight to the chase. “My client access has been locked. Was this a company decision, or was it your decision alone, Ms. Potter?”

I pressed further. “Also, why were my sales results credited to Stef? And why am I ranked last in this year’s performance evaluation?”

“Enough, Lucien.” Nova suddenly interrupted me impatiently. “The decision to transfer your projects to Stef was made unanimously by our senior management.

“As for the sales figures, the clients chose our company, not you, the salesperson.

“Stef also played a significant role in client relations, so it’s only fair that the credit goes to him. You’ve been here a long time. Isn’t it only natural to make way for the newcomers? Why are you being so petty?”

Stef deserved credit? What exactly did he do? Was he to take credit for those appalling proposals of his, or those childish pastries he served during client meetings?

I could not help but find it laughable. I looked up at the executives sitting there, but they all guiltily shifted their gazes away.

A chill crept into my heart.

Nova was right. The executives all knew about this.

As I walked out of the conference room, my head still felt a bit fuzzy.

“Lucien, don’t you understand yet?” Nova followed me out of the conference room. “The company isn’t going to fall apart without you. Stef could do just as well, couldn’t he?”

I shook my head and chuckled softly. “So, you simply took the opportunity to help your little lover climb the ladder?”

“That’s a really harsh way to put it.” Nova snapped. Her composure crumbled instantly. “Stef graduated from a top university himself and is highly capable. What’s wrong with me recommending him?”

“Ms. Potter!” Stef walked over pretentiously. He shot me a glance and continued, “Lucien, you left in such a hurry just now. I still have something to tell you.”

I looked at him in confusion. He smugly pulled out a notebook and began reading aloud.

“Last month, you arrived late 10 times, left early 5 times, and were absent 2 times.

“Also, there are issues with your expense reports.

“Last month, you were charged a full 12,000 dollars to your corporate credit card!

“HR and Finance both agree that you may be misusing company funds for personal dining and entertainment.”

I froze. A wave of inexplicable sadness welled up inside me.

“Enough. Don’t say another word. Just tell me how you plan to handle this.”

Stef said haughtily. “Given your record, you should be fired. But since you’ve been with the company for so long, we’ve decided to settle this by cutting your salary by 80%.”

“No need for a pay cut,” I replied without hesitation. “Just fire me.

“Make sure to transfer the severance pay to me.”