Part 2I Took Down My Boyfriend and the Scheming Intern

Back in my office, I instructed my assistant to compile a list of all the projects currently under Vincent’s purview. My company was still in a critical growth phase. We couldn’t afford a single misstep, a single loss. The stakes were too high for me to let my personal life sink the ship.

As I gave my instructions, the comments continued to flicker in my mind’s eye. They revealed Sophie’s next move: she was going to intentionally misquote the price on a major bid proposal. If that document went out, we’d be locked into a contract that would lose us a fortune. The comments made it clear this wasn’t an accident. It was a calculated move to put herself in a vulnerable position so Vincent could swoop in and play the hero.

Rage, cold and sharp, pierced through me. Sophie didn’t just want my boyfriend; she wanted to destroy everything I had built.

I immediately sent my assistant to the client’s office. She waited until after Sophie had dropped off the proposal, then, using my authority, she retrieved it and swapped it with the correct version.

When she placed the sabotaged document on my desk, I saw the proof with my own eyes. The price was disastrously wrong. Winning the bid at that number would have been catastrophic. But breaking the contract after winning would have cost even more in penalties.

The comments had been right about everything.

Just then, a new batch of text erupted.

“OMG, the hero and heroine are kissing!”

“They are SO sweet together!”

I shot up from my chair and strode toward Vincent’s office. Peeking through the blinds on his glass wall, I saw them. Vincent and Sophie, locked in a passionate embrace, kissing deeply.

The comments went into a frenzy.

“AHHHH! They’ve finally recognized each other as soulmates!”

“I love them so much! They’re adorable!”

“Someone get them to a chapel, STAT! They need to get married right now!”

“That rival is such a villain. The male lead obviously doesn’t love her, but she just won’t let him go!”

Their words made my stomach turn, but I also noticed something crucial. They were a Greek chorus, commentating only on the actions of their “hero” and “heroine.” They had no idea what I was doing. They hadn’t seen me switch the proposal. Their world revolved entirely around Vincent and Sophie.

A slow, cold smile spread across my face. I turned away from the window and walked back to my office.

I called my assistant back in. From now on, Vincent was to be assigned only our most trivial, unimportant accounts. I also handed her a stack of files. “Take these to him.”

A few minutes later, she returned, closing the door softly behind her.

“Ma’am,” she whispered, her expression hesitant. “You’ll never guess what I just saw.”

“What did you see?” I asked, feigning curiosity.

“Mr. Cole… he and Sophie were sitting very, very close. It looked… intimate.” She looked nervous, knowing how devoted I had been to Vincent. She’d never have dared say such a thing before, but her loyalty was to me.

I offered her a calm smile. “Whatever is happening between Vincent and Sophie has nothing to do with me.”