Chapter 5

When I arrived at the office, everyone was seething, muttering under their breath. It was 2:30 am, and they'd all been dragged out of bed for this meeting. Naturally, every ounce of their anger landed squarely on me. Their venomous stares cut like knives, sharp enough to slice me to pieces. Beatrice strutted in, a smug, calculating grin plastered across her face. "Jorie, weren't you strutting around this morning, bragging about not being some kind of slut? So what happened—did you get caught in the act with Mr. Murray? It's all over the internet. How do you even plan to live this down?" I met her smug smile with a cool, indifferent shrug. "Yeah, everyone's seen it online. How am I supposed to show my face around here anymore?" Alastair stormed in, fuming. He pointed a finger at Beatrice and bellowed, "You! Explain why all the reimbursement requests are stuck with you! Why is the approval process dragging on forever? "And what the hell was that nonsense you posted in the group ch