Revenge is best served cold

Before Heather could ask me what was so funny, a shadow loomed over me from behind. I turned around to see Harvey glaring at me with a dark expression. He snorted coldly. "Laughing this early in the morning? What's so funny?"

Hearing his voice, Heather instantly shrank back and buried herself in her work. She was afraid of getting dragged into his anger.

I looked at him calmly. "Do you need something, Mr. Zimmerman?"

Harvey cleared his throat with a slightly unnatural look in his gaze. "How's the presentation coming along? Is it done yet? It's needed in two days, so I expect to see it this afternoon."noveldrama

I nodded. "It's almost done."

Perhaps my response was too neutral, but Harvey couldn't find a reason to lash out. He stood behind me for a long time, but in the end, he could only storm off in frustration.

That was fine by me. I was happy to be left alone and continued my work.

The moment lunch break ended, Harvey summoned me to his office.

Carrying my laptop, I noticed Heather looking at me with worry. I gave her a reassuring nod before stepping inside.

"How's it going?" Harvey asked. He wasn't even bothered to look at me as he spoke in a tone full of impatience.

"There's still some work left to do, but it'll be finished in time for tomorrow's presentation," I replied truthfully.

At my words, Harvey slammed his desk and exploded. "Are you trying to mess with me? I told you to finish it by this afternoon! If you delay tomorrow's presentation, do you think you can afford the consequences?"

I met his gaze calmly. "Mr. Zimmerman, are you hoping I'll say that I'll resign voluntarily if the presentation is delayed?"

Harvey didn't even flinch at being exposed. Instead, he smirked and dropped all pretense. "So what if I am? If tomorrow's presentation is a disaster, whether you resign or not, you're leaving this company."

I arched an eyebrow. "So, the reason you assigned me a presentation I might struggle with... was just to get rid of me?"

Harvey lit a cigarette casually and said, "So what if I did do that?"

He took two deep drags and exhaled, filling the office with nasty smoke. "It doesn't matter if you finish it or not. I'm using your version tomorrow either way. If you don't want to get fired, you'd better pray bettenpray for a miracle."

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presentation on my laptop. After a long silence, he looked up at me questioningly. "You did this?"

I nodded. "I told you it'd be done."

"Got it. Now leave." He waved me off impatiently.

I didn't move. "Shouldn't the person who made the presentation be the one to present it?"

He froze for a moment, then looked at me with utter disdain. "You? Present? As if you could explain it properly."

"Alright then." I shrugged before turning to leave. I left my laptop behind.

Back at my desk, Heather immediately noticed my missing laptop and looked terrified. "You left your laptop with the Demon?"

I nodded. "Yeah. But don't worry, I logged out of my social media account, so he won't see all your complaints about him."

Heather visibly relaxed at that. Then, looking at me with pity, she sighed. "You poor thing."

"Huh?" I was utterly confused.

She sighed even harder and

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explained, "It's your first major project, and the Demon is already stealing your work. That's how it always works. If the presentation is successful, the credit goes to him. If it fails, you take the blame. You

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worked late for days, but now, all the credit will go to him."

I patted her shoulder and smiled. "Don't worry. I'll make sure he coughs up every

last bit he stole from me."