Before I could get in, I overheard Devon and Meredith talking. The words that came out of my girlfriend's and her other man's mouths instantly made my blood run cold.
"Honestly, Meredith, I really didn't expect Randall to be so good at this stuff. Even if you gave me a decade, I couldn't have come up with that system. Are you sure it's okay to just hand it over to me? Aren't you afraid he'll get pissed?"
"Meredith, believe me, just seeing you every day is enough. Being VP doesn't really matter…"
The bastard rested his head on my fucking girlfriend's shoulder. I knew he was just cautiously testing the waters.
Meanwhile, Meredith just let out a dismissive snort.
"Don't worry about it. I know Randall. Titles don't mean anything to him. As long as it benefits the company, he won't care whose name is on the system."
"Besides, I don't think he's as brilliant as you're making him out to be. For all I know, he might've copied the code from somewhere else. In fact, if you hadn't given it the thumbs-up, I wouldn't have even looked at it. See? In the end, the credit's still yours."
They both laughed, their eyes locked, and I watched as their faces edged closer together.