"Queenie, I'm the reason Calvin was hospitalized. Let me come stay with you and take care of you both—to make up for what I did."
I was about to refuse when Calvin grabbed my arm.
"Let her come. Otherwise she'll never forgive herself."
I could only nod in reluctant agreement.
Three days later, Calvin told me excitedly that he'd passed the written portion of the civil service exam. However, due to a sudden flu outbreak, the interview had been moved up to this afternoon.
Just then, Corinne walked in.
"What's going on? You two look so happy."
In my previous life, I'd been in the bedroom negotiating a partnership deal. I'd specifically told Corinne not to disturb me. But right in the middle of my call, she'd barged in carrying a speaker and started doing square dancing.
The partner cancelled the deal. The company lost tens of millions. I was fired.
When I confronted her about it, she'd said without a shred of remorse: "This is my brother's house. Why can't I go wherever I want? You were just trying to put me in my place, weren't you? Well, I specialize in dealing with people like you who don't know their place."