Chapter 4

Faced with the red-stamped transfer document I threw out, Richard first froze, his beady eyes fixed on the red seal on the paper, his expression changing.

"Bullshit!"

Richard suddenly grabbed the document from the desk, didn't even look at it, tore it in half with both hands with a loud rip, and threw it viciously at my face.

"You think you can impersonate the new CEO with some fake paper from a print shop on the street?" Richard pointed at my nose and laughed maniacally.

"Take a good look at yourself! Would the chairman's daughter wear cheap clothes like yours worth two hundred bucks? You think I'm stupid!"

Seeing this, Jocelyn immediately incited all the employees: "Did everyone hear that! This woman is not only a slut but also crazy! Forging official seals can land you in prison!"

She turned and pulled her cowering husband from the crowd, pushing him forward roughly: "Liam! In front of Richard and everyone, tell them what happened in the elevator again! Didn't she actively seduce you!"

Liam stumbled from being pushed. When he met my eyes, he visibly flinched.

"I..." Liam opened his mouth, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Richard spoke ominously from the side: "Liam, tell the truth. The company will back you up. If anyone dares threaten you, I won't stand for it."

Liam closed his eyes and steeled himself: "Yes! It was her! When no one was in the elevator, she pressed herself against me and... and touched my hand! I couldn't push her away!"

"That's a lie!" I shouted angrily.

"Did you hear that!" With her husband's testimony, Jocelyn completely exploded.

"Why waste words with this slut! She's probably from some sales company, saw my husband was honest, and wanted to use those dirty tricks to drum up business! Shameless whore!"

Before the words finished falling, Jocelyn rushed at me and slapped me hard across the face with a loud smack.

The slap was extremely forceful. My face instantly turned to the side, my ears rang, and I tasted blood at the corner of my mouth.

"Hit her! Strip her clothes off and see how she seduces men then!" Jocelyn shrieked, calling over several female cronies she was close with. They swarmed toward me, frantically shoving and tearing at my clothes and hair.

My scalp burned with pain, but I wasn't one to take things lying down.

I steadied my stance, grabbed Jocelyn's wrist as she pulled my hair, bent it downward forcefully, and at the same time lifted my right leg and kicked her hard in the stomach.

"Ow!" Jocelyn screamed, kicked backward several steps by me, and fell on her rear.

Richard saw this and flew into a rage.

He pointed at me and gave orders to all the employees:

"What are you all standing there for! This woman isn't just a fraud—she's a corporate spy! She came to our company to steal secrets! Where's security? Pin her down!"