Chapter 3

He dragged me all the way to my old desk.

My wrists and knees were already raw, bleeding. I huddled on the floor, feeling like a beaten dog.

Asher pulled Chloe into his arms, protecting her, and warned in a low voice.

"I don't care who ordered you to bully an intern, but this company isn't Harper's to run anymore."

"If you want to stay, show some respect."

Brenda's face was pale, and she didn't dare move an inch.

On the way here, Brenda had already texted me.

After I left, Chloe worked under her.

What could a lazy, conniving…