For 8 Months, I Watched Him ʜᴀʀᴀss Every Woman in Our Office. “HE’S THE VP’S NEPHEW,” They Warned Me. “STAY QUIET.” But When He Cornered the New Intern, I Walked Right Up to Him in The Breakroom. What I Said Made His Face Go Pale, And 2 Hours Later…

The room fell silent as the refrigerator motor hummed and a distant printer coughed somewhere down the hallway.

Alyssa slipped past me quickly while clutching her folder like a shield and hurried toward the door with tense shoulders.

Victor slowly turned toward me with a carefully measured expression before letting a smug grin appear on his face.

“Excuse me?” he said with exaggerated disbelief.

“You heard me clearly,” I answered while maintaining steady eye contact and keeping my voice level despite the pounding in my chest.

Victor glanced around the breakroom to check for witnesses before leaning slightly closer and lowering his voice.

“Listen, Morgan Hayes, I do not know what problem you think you have with me.”

“San Diego,” I replied quietly.

The color drained from his face so quickly that it looked almost unreal and his mouth opened as if words had escaped him.

“The balcony outside the hotel lounge,” I continued calmly. “Emily from marketing. The elevator with Dana from accounting. The hallway outside conference rooms late at night.”

Victor swallowed hard while staring at me.

“You are bluffing,” he muttered.