I Got Fired in the Lobby, Then My Rival Called

looked over from the couch. “You answering that?”

“Oh, absolutely.”

I put him on speaker.

“Maggie,” Warren began, in the same warm tone he’d used with investors and frightened department heads. “I’ve been meaning to reach out personally.”

“You were in the room.”

A beat.

“Yes. Of course. I just wanted to thank you again for your years of commitment and say continue reading …