It had been a long time since Alyssa last cried so hard. After a while, she raised her head, wiped her eyes and said, forcing a smile, “Dad, I quit my job.”

Then she told her family what happened. Gareth was so pissed if his parents hadn’t stopped him he would have stormed out of the house to find Pamela and strangle her. Roderick and Brienne felt bad for their daughter. They knew how hard Alyssa had tried so that she could be good enough to work in JK Group after college. She had set this goal for herself when she was in the senior year of high school. Even after she had gone to college, she kept a tight schedule and never let herself slack off.

“Maybe JK Group isn’t perfect, but it’s my dream,” she always told people.

Now this was what she got—out of a job and 90 million in debt. There was no way she could pay that huge debt off.

The good cry made Alyssa feel better.

She decided to find another job. A better one.

Having starved for so long, she ate up three bowls of rice and five dishes before she stroked her stuffed belly in satisfaction and went back to her bedroom. She freshened up and got her resignation prepared.

The next day, with her resignation in her hand, she walked into the office building. Everybody around her started to talk about her, judging her and pointing. Even after she had walked into the elevator, the discussion didn’t stop. Two women standing behind her were talking to each other as if Alyssa didn’t exist.

“It's her. She made a mistake with the contract, causing the company to lose 90 million,” one of them said to the other.

“I heard that she managed to get it right,” the other woman responded.

“She went to America alone and then came back with the right contract. Is that even possible? She must have...” The first woman’s voice trailed off.

Then Alyssa heard the other woman exclaim, “What a pity that she isn’t in the PR department. I have to say her price is high. Ninety million a time!”

“You can try making money by sleeping with men too. Maybe you can make more,” the first woman joked.

Her companion chided her jokingly. Judging from their conversation, it seemed they believed Alyssa had made things right with her own body. Without turning back, Alyssa smiled bitterly. What a dirty world. And people are the worst, she thought.

She usually got her revenge right away. And today was no exception.

When the elevator doors opened, Alyssa dawdled by pretending to be reading a file. The two women were still gossiping enthusiastically as they passed her. She stretched out one leg, and the next second screams filled the elevator. The two gossipy women were sent sprawling on the floor, the files in the hands scattering everywhere.

They wore short skirts; so when they fell, their underpants were exposed. A scene the male employees standing behind them enjoyed a lot.

It was not until then that Alyssa walked out of the elevator calmly. “Tsk tsk. Flat breasts, flat asses. If I were a man, I would only give you one hundred for a quick one.”

After that, she turned to make her way towards Aaron’s office. Violence was the best way. That was her belief.

She knocked on the door. Once it was answered, she walked in and put her resignation on the desk. Aaron looked up at her and then at her resignation with a poker face. For the column of “reason for resignation,” she put, “Insulting my boss.” Aaron could barely contain his laugh when he saw it.

“You want to quit just because you insulted your boss?”

“Not just that. Mainly because I know I will be picked on after I insulted my boss. I better quit first,” she said.

“Is that what you think of me? A person who can’t even separate private matters from official affairs?” he asked.

“I don’t know you. I guess few bosses can tolerate it when an employee humiliates them in front of other employees.”

Just as Aaron was about to say something else, Alyssa urged, “Hurry! Sign it! I need to find another job.”

Aaron rolled his eyes inwardly. What the hell are you rushing for?