Their Love Was Poison: My Revenge Was Sweet

ommon sense" over "book smarts." For months, he'd been talking about the annual company BBQ. His boss,

us, his eyes gleaming. "I g

g a prime, perfectly aged brisket from a famous smokehouse in Austin. It arrived packed i

one, handling it like

d reverently. "It barely needs any se

it in the fridge to thaw. He

she... she doesn't understand meat.

e he'd ever admitted

to go out for a movie, I made sure to have a

my father was. "Dad was very clear. Whatever you do, don't t

ow that. What does he

e said," I replied, the pict

had left, Brenda decided to "help." She couldn't stand the id

e with the excitement of a child on Chris

p, marbled red. It was a pale, grayish-brown, swi

etchup-based "secret sauce" and pre-cooked it in t

a prime cut. It was sho

nute, just staring at the disaster. The si

s voice dangerously l

into the kitchen. "I got it started

er seen that expression on his face be

...

t sauce! The bos

roar of fury, hurled it against the wall. The su

rple. "I TOLD YOU NOT TO TOUCH IT! CHLOE TOL

er face crumpling. "I w

one chance! My one goddamn chance at that promotion! It's

lose she cowered against the count

pped off Lily. "Your dad is losing his m

listening to the beautiful sound of my father's pride turnin

d it with just a