Before I could finish, Nora slammed her palm on the desk. "Alex Gilbert, what's that supposed to mean? Are you reminding me the company can't function without you?"
Looking at her fury-twisted face, I sighed inwardly.
All these years, I'd worked like a dog at Simmons Corp—never complained, never slacked—all to protect Nora. After her parents died in that car accident, she'd trembled in my arms and sobbed that I was the only person she could rely on. From that moment, I'd put my life on the line for her.
Now Simmons Corp wasn't just surviving—it was thriving, and more than half of that was my doing. These two projects I was handling? They were critical, the key to the company's entire future transformation. I'd spent six months winning over the clients, breaking through every obstacle. Just as I was about to reap the rewards, Nora suddenly wanted Ethan to take over.
This was clearly swooping in to steal the fruit.