Framed Over a Sanitary Pad, I Revealed My Identity and Made My Colleague Kneel for Mercy

Soon enough, I pushed her away and hurried into the bathroom. Behind me, Veronica’s mocking voice echoed through the hallway.

“A slut is still a slut. She can’t even hide her true self!”

“I’m telling you, don’t trust her. A woman like that might not just be someone’s mistress!”

Because my clothes were stained by my period blood, I left work early. When I reached the basement parking area, I saw Veronica standing beside my car. It seemed that she was waiting for me.

When she saw me, she gave a smug smile as her eyes were full of arrogance.

“Do you know how powerful I am?”

“If you admit defeat now and quietly withdraw from the race for Sales Manager, I’ll let you go.”

“Otherwise, I can destroy your reputation within a week. Do you believe that?”

I tilted my head slightly and looked at her, asking her back, “If you really believe I have strong connections, do you think your petty tricks will work on me?”

She laughed coldly, saying, “Girl, you’re so naive.”

“Do you know what people in this world fear most? Public opinion!”

“If your reputation gets ruined, do you really think your connections will still protect you? If things get ugly, they’ll abandon you without hesitation.”

“So, my advice? Don’t aim too high. Be a mistress, make some easy money and don’t fight over things that don’t belong to you.”

I raised my eyebrows, asking, “I heard that two capable young women suddenly resigned from the company not long ago. I guess you were the one who forced them out, too?”

Veronica didn’t look guilty at all. Instead, she smiled proudly.

“You’re quite clever.”

“You know, people still call them mistresses now. They can’t even find new jobs!”

“So, are they really mistresses?” I asked calmly.

“So what if they are? So what if they aren’t?” she said with a smirk.

“Their names are already ruined anyway.”

“If you don’t want to end up like them, you should leave while you still can.”

I shook my head, responding, “Veronica, I joined this company because of my own abilities. I won’t quit just because of your threats.”

“Oh, and let me remind you that spreading false rumors is illegal.”

I opened my car door, got inside and started the engine. As I drove away, I caught a glimpse of her reflection in the rearview mirror. Her face was twisted with rage and hatred.

Sure enough, Veronica came up with another trick after only a few quiet days. The moment I walked into the office, I noticed several colleagues smiling at me with mocking looks. Veronica sat nearby, looking extremely pleased with herself.

“I told you, didn’t I?” she said loudly.

“That slut in the photo … who else could it be?”

I ignored her and walked toward my desk, but she suddenly stretched out her leg to block my path.

“Why are you so late today? Were you tired after sleeping with someone last night?”

I frowned, asking her, “What are you talking about?”

Veronica stood up, her chin lifted proudly. “Don’t act innocent. I know everything. You spent a thousand dollars on a perm yesterday!”

“Your monthly salary is only $4,500. So, where did you get the money for such an expensive hairstyle?”

She sneered and continued, “If you’re making money with your body, just admit it! At least your clients might send you more business if you stop pretending.”

“How can you expand your business if you keep it secret all the time? I’m just helping you out. You should be thanking me for being so kind!”

I looked at her in disbelief as I asked her, “How do you even know how much I spent on a perm?”

Veronica waved her phone proudly.

“Not only do I know that, I also know which hotel you booked a room in afterward.”

She leaned closer, her voice dripping with mockery as she continued, “You’re really brave, girl. You even hooked up with Mr. Boyle from head office!”

“He’s old enough to be your father, but you still slept with him?”

I met her eyes coldly when I warned her, “Veronica, I’ll take you to court if you keep spreading lies and stirring up trouble.”

Veronica rolled her eyes that were full of scorn as she responded, “Wow, you’re unbelievable! So shameless, yet you still dare to talk about suing someone?”

“The judge would probably spit in your face the moment he heard your story.”

Several coworkers nearby started mocking me.

“Isabella, your reputation’s already gone. Stop pretending to be innocent, okay?”