“Nigel can’t handle it alone. You should step in and help him.”
This time, I couldn’t hold back a laugh—sharp and humorless.
After everything, it still came back to Nigel.
Raising an eyebrow, I looked at her. “Didn’t you just say I don’t know anything? If that’s the case, let Nigel—your newly promoted star—handle it. I’m irrelevant, aren’t I?”
My words made her face darken, and she raised her voice in frustration.
“I only said that to protect you! You don’t like appearing in the spotlight, so I had no choice but to push Nigel forward. He’s talented, a top-tier returnee from overseas. If I hadn’t been worried about your jealousy, I would have promoted him long ago!”
I raised a hand, brushing her aside. “Is it really that I don’t want to be in the public eye, or is it you who doesn’t want me there?”
Her face flushed with embarrassment, her confidence wavering for a moment.
I could tell she remembered.
When the company was in its infancy, I was the one driving its growth. I was the one pulling strings, closing deals, and building relationships to keep it afloat.