"You blame Stacy for everything! She's so innocent—how could she possibly do something like this? Anita, I never thought you were this kind of person. You can't deliver, so you shift the blame! What, are you going to claim she tampered with your proposal? She can barely figure out a spreadsheet!"
The evaluators exchanged glances, their expressions dripping with contempt.
Arnold turned to the judges and bowed deeply.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a serious oversight on our part, but Fox Group will take full responsibility. As for Miss Fox here..."
He paused, his expression dripping with contempt.
"Her personal life is rather... complicated. It's likely affected her professional conduct. I'll be recommending that the company take disciplinary action."
Right there, in front of everyone, he validated every rumor that had ever circulated about me.
I watched him calmly. "Arnold, you're going to regret this."
"Regret?" He scoffed, lowering his voice. "You're the one who should be worried. Stacy is the Chairman's daughter. The moment she reveals her identity, the first person getting fired will be a slut like you who slept her way up."
The bid was lost. A fifty-million-dollar project, gone.