Chapter 4

For the next three days, my new email was absolutely swamped.

At first, the subject was like "Urgent Project Help Needed." Then it shifted to "Stella, Let's Talk."

By the end, the emails were filled with desperate pleas like "I'm Sorry" and "Please Come Back."

My new phone kept buzzing with texts and calls from one unknown number after another.

I kept my eyes coldly fixed on the phone as notifications kept blowing up my screen.

[Stella, pick up the call. I know I messed up.]

[I've asked Samantha to leave. I'm firing her any minute now.]

[We can't afford…