The Missed Season - Chapter 4

“Start looking for a new sales director.”

I didn’t fall for the brainwashing anymore. Dad panicked.

“Don’t think the company can’t live without you. I’m only giving you a chance because you’re my daughter. If you leave, who’s going to give you a job like this?”

I glared at him. I was disgusted. My skills were obvious. I could go anywhere.

At least five headhunting firms had contacted INC. They offered better salaries and benefits than his company. In his eyes, I was unwanted.

He was just taking me in out of pity. My eyes were too honest. Full of disgust and scorn. He looked scared. He’d been letting me run the company for years.

If I left, it wouldn’t last long.

“About Brittany and Jake, I didn’t think it through. You and Jake have been together for years. I shouldn’t have let you break up so easily. I’ll talk to Brittany…”

“I’m finishing the handover in two days, whether you find someone or not.”

I cut him off. Before he could get mad, I turned and left. I soon heard him yelling. But I didn’t care But I didn’t care. Two days later.

I finished the handover. The new sales director was Brittany. The scale tipped in her favor. She threatened to starve herself. It only took a day for them to give in.

Brittany stared at me.

“Trash is trash. No matter how hard you try, you’ll never win. You worked all these years, and this office is still mine.”

I quietly packed my things. I didn’t want to bite the dog, or fight the dog. She probably didn’t like how little I cared.

She followed me from the office to the front door, saying a lot of nasty things. She wanted to make me angry. She sent people to wait outside.

She wanted to record us arguing and post it rumors.

Lots of companies wanted to hire me. If I had a scandal, they might change their minds. She wanted to ruin my career. I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction.

As I walked out the door with a box of my things, I ran into some people from the team coming back from lunch. To avoid panic, the company hadn’t announced my departure.

They stared at me, speechless.

“Director, are you… leaving?”

I nodded.

“The company will let you know later. See you around.”

They were sad to see me go. They all came over to talk. Brittany got mad.

“Do you think I’m dead? I’m the new sales director. You work for me now. If you don’t like it, you can quit.”