Seeing the angle, it had to be hotel surveillance footage. Who else but Miranda could have requested that footage? Clearly, she had gone to great lengths to destroy me.
My colleagues stared at me with disgust.
One even shouted, "You act so noble, yet you’re actually a scumbag!"
"I toatall have no idea how someone like you made it to an executive role … "
I calmly signed the resignation agreement and took my box of belongings with me.
After leaving the building, I called my former team leader, Wynona Black.
"Is that offer to start a branch together still on the table?"
A surprised voice came through the line.
"Of course! You finally came around? When can we start?"
"I’ll be in Boston in three days."
After I ended up the call, I stopped by the mall to buy a change of clothes. But as I entered the men’s section, I heard people whispering and pointing.
"That’s him! The asshole from the video!"
Soon, a crowd gathered and the insults began.
"Are you even worthy of being a father? You ignored your daughter when she was sick!"
"This morning, your daughter was hospitalized due to vomiting and diarrhea. How could you still be in the mood to go shopping?"
Olive was in the hospital again?