The Bonus That Broke Me
irm' s accountant, was a quiet man who usually kept to
" he whispered, glancing around ner
zed. "What
ucture. It was her idea." He wouldn' t meet my eye
d. "That' s just Mr.
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?" I asked, my voi
ion full of pity. "You' re expectin
Ye
ousand dollars, Jen. I saw the
ilets and fixed printers. The humiliation I' d been swallowing for weeks turned to
lly, didn' t she?" I asked, t
That you didn' t deserve what you used to get. That th
as gone. My loyalty was dead. They had pushed me too far, and they had no idea what they had just unleas