The Devil and Her Perfectionist Boss

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER FIVE: I AM DONE

CHRISTINE’S POV

IT'S BEEN A WEEK SINCE I LAST SAW HIM.. I didn't bring him up to his brother even when we saw each other together. I was silently praying if God forbade us to meet again. I won't waste it. I miss the fact that he held me in his arms.

The world around me is so f****d up and messed up. I am getting tired of it. I want to be left alone, but no. I have a company that I need to work for. I have my dreams and a lot of things to do to prove my worth and show them that I can. I can survive in this world, in this industry, even though I am a woman by myself.

My life isn't about being a spoiled brat or having a luxurious life. My parents didn't want me to. As of now, they hate my decisions. Every decision that I made. They hate it.

"You okay?" Isabella asked as I saw the city lights outside my window. It is past eight and no food can make me ease this thought right now.

"Of course, I was wondering about things.." I said and grabbed the coffee that she was handling.

This girl knows me so much.

"Spill it, Sis. Spill the tea," she said, giggling.

The sweetness and bitterness of the coffee makes me want to indulge in a surreal feeling. God, this is heaven.

" I'm waiting," she added when she saw me not moving or doing my talking in front of her.

"Stop it, give me the reports about our magazine. What happened to the latest preview?" I asked and calmed down and focused on my work. I needed to do it. For the sake of my mind.

"Of course, you know me Tine, I won't force you.." she said and smiled at me, " But anyway, I don't know how the OTHER company knows our details. They have our theme and such for the next issue. It's becoming a rough and busy day for the design team," she said while scrolling on her iPad.

I just finch my nose and keep on wondering why the hell of our work is getting out of this company. Every discussion is detailed and confidential. It's been the third time that our issue was used and I am scared because my company seems to be the one who is copying them.

"Can I have the secretary of my team by tomorrow?" I asked and thought about the possibilities of what it is impossible to do.

"Okay, I'm gonna send an email to them... and look for something. It seems that there is someone who is sabotaging our work. And it's been a hell of a time. And we are always on the second.

"If there is gonna be a person who was taking away and having this idea on the other company. I am gonna be f*****g mad."

"This life is so f****d up," she said and continued to work.

I know, I know it.. Me and Ella always get home late. As we are now living in the same condominium. She knows that my family don't want to see me and I move my things to Boston. I only have one friend and I know Isabella will be there on my side. Always.

We check the secretary of the team. We asked them early in the morning and I am looking for some creative ideas to start with because the other got us again.

I guess it will be another hell week and, of course, no heaven for me.

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I walked along the aisle wearing my anxious smile and saw the secretaries and leader in front of me. I need to have some confrontation right now. I have to.

"As far as you know.. Our work and our ideas had been leaked to the other company." I started and Isabella was looking at me, giving me a signal to relax.

But I'm not relaxing. I'm just starting.

"But it seems none of you are gonna talk, so I'm firing all of you." I said and looked at them coldly.

They seemed to be shocked as I watched someone looking up and down, getting a flinch. But this won't end here. I am tired of living but this is the only thing that I need to do to prove that I can be on top too. I can do anything that I ever want to do.

"Mam, we also don't know how our information is getting leaked. We are assuring you that our team and content team is getting our ideas and concepts from ourselves, and this group of people here. That's why I am asking you to confront us. Don't fire us, Mam. This is the work that I wanted to do." the content team leader , Grace, said, and I watched her eyes full of sincerity.

"Then give me or show me the person who was leaking it. Come on guys, I know you work your ass off, but mine as well too. I even added more details and such. But others always get it and I am sick of it. I was tired and all."

I was cut off by a knock on the door and I saw someone who was small and had bangs. A woman from the layout team. Harissa. I know her because she has this unique signature. That is why I hired her.

"Sorry to interrupt but I have an important thing to say," she said, and I signaled Isabella.

"What do you want? You know we have a meeting and no member of the team is needed unless I say so, so spill and talk." I said and walked to the side of Isabella.

"To be honest, I am the one who is leaking the information." she said and looked at me directly.

But I don't give her any emotions. I just watched her talk.

"I heard on our group chat that there would be a meeting about this matter. And my conscience is getting back at me and I am scared of what I should do. I was having a hard time. I, being the loner on the team and having access to the head master layout gives me an idea to do that. But... your father.." she paused and that was where she got my attention.

My father again..

"He instructed me to get all the layout and send it to the other company. If I didn't do that, he would do his best to get out of this company and be penniless for life." she explained and her tears started to stream on her face.

But a little sympathy would do. I guess I'm gonna need her for my plan. I am done being their daughter. I am done.

"Everyone leaves and goes back to their work and I am telling everyone that this meeting is confidential. Any details leaked will be the end of your career. Now leave." I said and signaled the woman who had come.

"We have the whole day, so better start talking and don't waste my time. If you give me a nice solution, I will consider this and use you on it. But if you won't. You'll end up in jail, Ms?" I said and waited for her to say her name.

"Harissa." she said.

"Okay Harissa, redeem yourself now."

It's now or never, Dad. I'm done with your sick play. Let's do this on my own. This time I won't look back and end things in my own way.