“I heard you’re unhappy about Miss Bellamy’s promotion.” His voice was cold. “Has no one ever told you that the workplace isn’t run on gossip? Is it really that hard to admit someone is more capable than you?”
I blinked, stunned. “I didn’t—”
But he cut me off sharply. “Write a one-thousand-word reflection. You’ll apologize publicly at the afternoon meeting.”
A baseless accusation against me, and he demanded an apology. Meanwhile, the rumors that had been hammered into his ears were treated like air.
Before, I used to convince myself he was simply keeping personal and professional matters separate.
But now that I knew I’d always been nothing more than cheap labor to him, I didn’t even have the strength to defend myself.
I swallowed the bitterness and lowered my gaze, forcing a small smile.
“You’re right,” I said quietly. “I admit I’m not as capable. I’ll apologize.”
Then I bowed slightly to Yvette and added, “Miss Bellamy, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have questioned your ability. I shouldn’t have even thought about filing for a review.”
Despite that, she didn’t respond.
I was about to lift my head, but Sean pressed a firm hand against my lower back, forcing me down.