This past year, I’d secured ten multi-million-dollar projects for the company, with countless smaller ones as well—yet my bonus was reduced to nothing.
Ignoring the pain in my head, I dialed Ethan’s number.
He hung up on me three times before finally answering, his voice dripping with irritation.
“What do you want? Are you insane?”
I cut straight to the point. Even if I was leaving, I wouldn’t abandon what was rightfully mine.
“Ethan, where is my annual bonus?”
“By my calculations, I should be receiving at least a million dollars. Why is it zero?”
He remained indifferent.
“Your bonus has already been converted into a Hawaii trip as an apology gift for Sophia.”
“You pushed her earlier. Did you really think a simple ‘sorry’ would be enough?
Because of you, she sprained her ankle and can hardly walk. This is your chance to atone.”
A bitter smile tugged at my lips—at myself, and at Ethan’s hypocrisy.
“Have you forgotten the profits from those projects I brought in?
How can you squander the fruits of my labor like this?”
Before he could respond, Sophia’s voice came through the line.