Chapter 4

The next morning when I tried to scan my face at the entrance, the turnstile didn't open.

I tried again, and the turnstile's alarm blared throughout the entire lobby.

It wasn't until I called her for the third time that she finally answered leisurely.

"I told you yesterday, you've been fired."

"The stuff from your desk is at the entrance."

Only then did I notice that the pile of garbage at the entrance was my personal belongings.

My cup, desk ornaments, picture frames—all smashed to pieces.

Even my laptop screen was cracked beyond recognition.

But I didn't care about any of that.

I kept searching frantically.

"Where's the USB drive?"

I called her again.

"You still have the nerve to ask me for the USB drive? Secretly doing another company's project during work hours—this proves you're a spy!"

"I've already published the project from your USB drive. This is a warning to you and the company behind you. Next time won't be this simple!"

Before I could speak, she hung up.

Three minutes later, she sent me a video.

In the video, my USB drive was crushed to pieces under her high heels.

"That's what you get for using connections to be a corporate spy. Just wait to be fired by your company."

I didn't bother explaining anymore.

The project was already published.

No amount of explanation would help now.

I cleaned up the debris on the ground and went home.

As soon as I got home, I saw a post.

"Our department got a spy from another company. I caught her secretly writing projects for another company.

Don't let me find out which company it is!"

The post already had high engagement, with comments continuously increasing.

"Wow, the underlying code is directly published. The whole project is leaked."

"This concept is pretty good. Anyone who wants to do it should hurry!"

"This loss is no small matter. This spy is probably screwed."

Seeing the comments, Lily was extremely smug.

She kept clamoring.

"That's right, I had to teach her a lesson!"

I exited the app and sighed.

Looking at Mr. Wilson's concerned message from ten minutes ago, I replied.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wilson. I've been fired by your employee."

"The project you assigned me will probably have to be put on hold."

"Please decide how to handle this."

Mr. Wilson's response came instantly, and he even anxiously called me.

"Ms. Matthews, I'm truly sorry. I'm already on my way back. Can you tell me what happened?"

"Please give me a chance, give Cloud Technology a chance.

I will definitely give you a satisfactory resolution to this matter. Would that be acceptable?"

Hearing his sincere tone, I could only agree.

"Mr. Wilson, let's talk when you arrive. Don't disappoint me."