I Got Fired in the Lobby, Then My Rival Called

me.

The severance agreement slid across the polished table.

“Our legal team believes this is very generous.”

I didn’t even open it.

Security was already waiting outside the conference room.

Apparently, after fifteen years of protecting the company, I had suddenly become someone who needed to be escorted out.

My office overlooked the Charles River.

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