Lauren was still fuming. "Doesn't this upset you? If it were me, I'd be shaking with anger."
Natalie paused for a moment. "I've been through worse—situations where I could only watch helplessly as things unfolded."
She tossed the tissue into the trash. "Let's go."
Back at her desk, Natalie reviewed the past week's work. Pretending everything was fine was impossible, but engaging in open confrontations wasn't her style either. She knew that enduring in silence wouldn't stop the gossip, but she refused to give her detractors the satisfaction of seeing her distressed.
That afternoon, a mass email circulated among the employees, and someone reposted it on HGH's internal forum, escalating the situation.
The post's title was blunt and attention-grabbing:
**"Dreams of Wealth Shattered: Boyf
