The Boss’s Daughter was Laid Off

Lola gloated and said, "There has been a recent restructuring in the company, and to my surprise, the first one to be laid off is our esteemed Yvonne Spencer. You consistently achieve the highest performance, so why would they choose to lay you off?

Could it be that the company discovered some issues with your performance?"

"Everyone can see my performance clearly, but as for how you got your performance, I think you know deep down," I retorted. I had personally witnessed her leaving a hotel hand-in-hand with a client.

Just then, Jeremy approached, and I was intending to find him.

However, to my astonishment, his first words were not in my favor.

"Yvonne Spencer, you were fired you because the company felt that you were still lacking in acquiring new clients. With the current need to reduce costs and increase efficiency, do you have any objections to being laid off?"

Jeremy, who used to be gentle and considerate towards me, seemed to have changed into a completely different person. There was only impatience left in his eyes when he looked at me.

Due to the company's policy against office romances, our relationship was never public, and we always avoided being seen together by our colleagues. But I never expected that he would show such a lack of empathy.

"So, are you saying that I have been riding on the coattails of others and reaping the benefits?" I asked sarcastically.

"Well, Mr. Lawson didn't say it like that," Lola chimed in, coming to Jeremy's defense. She pouted her big red lips toward Jeremy, thinking she was very adorable.

At that moment, it all became clear to me.

Even though I was slow to realize it, I understood what had happened. It was truly sickening.

Recently, the previous supervisor of our sales department had left, and there was a need to promote a new one. If Lola had not been parachuted in as team leader, the position would undoubtedly have been mine.

However, ever since Lola came, the dynamics in the company changed. Everyone tried to please her because rumors were circulating that she was the heiress of the Spencer Group. I thought Jeremy would be an exception, but it turned out he was just like everyone else.

It seemed that he also wanted to be an ideal husband and rise quickly.

I smirked sarcastically.

"What are you laughing at?" Jeremy looked at me with a puzzled expression, furrowing his brows.

"Jeremy, since this is the game you're playing, and you want to get rid of me, then there's nothing more to say. But I advise you that being an ideal husband is not as easy as you think." With that, I signed the resignation compensation agreement and left with a bunch of miscellaneous items in my arms.

On the way home in a taxi, I quickly blocked and deleted all of Jeremy's contact information. Then, I called my best friend. "Jean, come out for a drink. I'm so fed up!"

I made plans to meet my best friend, Jean Lambert, at a bar. As soon as we saw each other, I unleashed a barrage of complaints.

"I've told you a long time ago that Jeremy wasn't all that great, but you didn't believe me. He's just average-looking. I wonder how you fell for him," Jean scolded, tapping my forehead in frustration.

I smiled bitterly. After all, I had been with Jeremy for more than two years, so even though I handled things decisively today, it still didn't feel good inside.

"But this Jeremy, from what you're saying, he's trying to please that so-called the Spencer Group heiress, Lola, to become her ideal husband. But you are the real heiress of the Spencer Group. If he knew that he abandoned the true heiress, he would regret it so much! Bahahaha!"

Some time ago, there were rumors that the Spencer Group heiress was in our company, and Lola just happened to come in. In addition to our shared surname, everyone naturally assumed that she was the true heiress.

After graduating, my dad wanted me to enter into an arranged marriage. In a fit of youthful rebellion, I had a big fight with him and ended up joining a subsidiary company all by myself. I vowed to achieve success on my own. Now that three years had passed in the blink of an eye.

If my dad knew that not only did I fail to achieve any remarkable success but also got laid off, I would be so embarrassed to go back home. He would definitely make fun of me.

When I returned to my rented apartment at night, I was dumbfounded.

My belongings were all in disarray as if a burglar had paid a visit.

I hurried to check my things, and besides the clothes, jewelry, and bags that Jeremy had given me, my bank card was also missing.

I immediately removed Jeremy from my blocked contacts list and immediately dialed his number.

Surprisingly, someone answered right away, but it was a woman's voice on the other end.

"Isn't this Yvonne? Why are you calling so late at night? Couldn't find a new job?" Lola's pretending voice sent a chill down my spine.

After leaving the company today, I sent Jeremy a breakup text message. And now, were they sleeping together?