The CEO's Convenient Lie

h-anticipated escape with my CEO w

server had fried, grounding her to save our flagship ga

fabricated crisis: Sophia, ridiculous in a VR headset, was actually flailing joy

chaos in the studio Slack, culminating in Sophia's furious call and a scathing lecture a

*my* hard-won success she'd gifted *him* – a profound, chilling realization settled: I had been the oblivious

l sacrifice I made for "our" company now twisted into a bi

my trust so callously, and replace me with such an unqualified

ked her number, and decided that the abandoned Thanksgiving turkey could rot for