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When the Golden Goose Bites Back

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 570    |    Released on: 25/06/2025

my back, I stood up fr

r a moment," I said, my voi

e. Take your time." He was already talking to Molly a

olished concrete floor. I didn't go for air. I went straight to

, not from fear, but

t; she was one of my closest friends. Her father founded the tech startup InnovateX, and I had just closed the

ring. "Gabby? What's up?

" I said, keeping my voice even. "It's

just done, the public ambush, the p

then she exploded. "He did what? Tha

w, I need a favor. A big one. The final payment for the HQ deal

eduled for tomorr

m there's a documentation review or something. Just don

itation. "I'll call accounting right now. They won't g

arted," I said. "Tha

divorce, remember? This is what friends do. We burn down t

two other key clients, people I' d built strong personal relationships with over years of honest work. A restaurant gr

to ask them twice. They all trusted me.

in full swing. Someone had brought out a cheap bottle of ch

she is! Our hero! Don't worry, Ga

k. "No, thanks. Y

walked out of the office. They were too b

rate. The cloc

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“The annual end-of-year meeting at Lester Properties was always a performance, and as their top broker, I was ready for my big commission payout-over $500,000. I was the firm's golden goose, the one who closed impossible deals, and my massive year-end bonus was my true salary. But this year, my boss, Matthew Lester, decided to turn my success into a public ambush. He announced there would be no bonuses due to a "tough market," then, with a predatory smile, suggested I "volunteer" my record-breaking commission to be distributed among the team. The room erupted, not with gratitude for me, but with greedy demands from my colleagues, led by the jealous Molly Chadwick. They piled on the pressure, painting me as selfish if I refused, celebrating as I made a forced "agreement." My hard-earned money was being stripped away, stolen by my boss and celebrated by my colleagues. How could my own company, the people I' d made millions for, do this to me? How could they, and Matthew, so casually demand a year of my life's work while my "teammates" cheered? They thought they had broken me. They thought I was a fool who would meekly surrender. Oh, no. They had no idea what they had just started.”
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