I was already back in my apartment when Ms. Tanness called.


    "What happened, Eva? You''re fired? How''s that possible? I''ve asked the HR department, but they didn''t hear anything about it. Mr. McLennan and I will be back in Erewhon two dayster. Just hold on a little longer." Ms. Tanness lowered her voice as if she was worried someone would overhear her.


    I rubbed my temples and said, "Long story short, my supervisor fired me. Don''t tell Jack about it, though. I''ll handle it."


    "Are you sure about that? Are you not going to work in thepany anymore?" Ms. Tanness sounded a little anxious.


    I was aware that Jack had instructed her to look after me. She would be the first one to get an earful if he found out that something happened to me. Also, I wasn''t a kid who went crying for mommy because I lost a fight with my friend. "Don''t worry about it, Ms. Tanness. I''lle back to thepany, but I want them to beg for me to return."


    Mr. Finnley probably overestimated my abilities and thought I could finish a project n and design in a few days. I had onlypleted half of my work, and even the main framework wasn''t finalized.


    Mr. Finnley had no idea about my health, which led to him believing that I worked overtime every single day because I wanted to steal his credit. I sighed quietly. My design work wasn''t finished, and I was very confident that no one in thepany couldplete it.


    I packed my suitcase and took myptop along. Then, I went to the neighboring city for a vacation. Life was too short, and mine was shorter. I had to make the best of it.


    I enjoyed the beautiful scenery that Erewhon had to offer. Whenever I had the time, I wouldplete my design work as well. After all, this was a big project under Jack. I couldn''t just leave it aside.


    As expected, Mr. Finnley called me in less than three days. However, I blocked him, Anne, and everyone else when their calls came in.


    There were some issues with the design, but they used my creative ideas as a selling point when Howard signed on to the coboration. So, it was impossible to swap design proposals halfway into it.


    I continued to savor the delightful moments of my vacation. On the seventh day, I received a call from an unknown number. I had a pretty good idea who it was. As expected, I heard Anne''s panicked voice when I answered it.


    "Are you out of your mind, Rinatta? Why haven''t you been picking up our calls?"


    "I was fired. Why should I answer your calls? Do you expect me to go back and work overtime?"


    That was enough to shut Anne up despite her frustration. They fired me and stole my design. Why did they think that they could ask me to go back to thepany and keep working for them?Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    Anne''s panting grew much more


    rapid on the other end of the phone.


    After a while, she said sinisterly, "Don''t let it go to your head, Rinatta, The project design isn''tpleted, and you''re obligated to finish it Otherwise, you''ll be the main culprit if the ten-million-dor project goes haywire. Thepany will call the police, and you''ll be put behind bars for the rest of your life.


    "Where are you right now? Come back this instant!"


    "Be my guest. Call the police." I found that Anne actually wasn''t that smart. Aside from her somewhatpetent design skills and her excellent figure, she really didn''t have any redeeming qualities.


    "I''ll return to thepany if the


    police officer tells me that someone who''s been fired has to go back to their previouspany and work for free. If there''s such aw in Erewhon, feel free to send your


    resource to me. I''ll have mywyer flyover."


    Afterward, I hung up the phone and walked to the bathroom with a skip in my steps to take a shower. When was done with that, I realized that there were several missed calls. At first thought it was Anne and Mr. Finnley. To my surprise, however, it was Jack.


    My right eyelid started twitching, and I had a sinking feeling in my gut. When the doorbell rang, I almost dropped my phone out of shock.


    I walked over to the door and saw Jack''s gloomy face through the peephole. That was when I knew that I was done for.