James stormed out of the meeting hall, his ego bruised and his pride shattered by Rita's bold confrontation. But instead of swallowing his shame, he let his rage take over. He lingered in the company corridors, pacing like a wounded lion, spewing venom to anyone who would listen.
"You people think she's some saint?" he scoffed at a group of junior employees whispering nearby. "Let me tell you who Rita really is—just a street girl who got lucky. She's nothing but a liar and a user. She slept her way up, mark my words. She's only here because she found a rich man to latch onto."
The workers exchanged uneasy glances, some trying to walk away, but James followed.
"You see her talking all big now, acting like some boss lady—but she's a manipulative woman who destroyed her own marriag
