The Fake Heiress Stole My Family NameChapter 1
It was the company dinner, and everyone got to order a dish.
When it was my turn, Sadie, the new intern, suddenly snatched the menu right out of my hand.
“The dishes are enough. No more ordering.”
I ignored her and turned to the waiter. “I’ll have one Mac and cheese.”
But Sadie slammed the menu straight into my face, glaring at me.
“When I say you can’t order, you can’t order! Who do you think you are?”
The edge of the hard menu scratched my cheek, stinging like hell. My temper shot straight up.
I grabbed the menu and smacked it right back into her face. She immediately shrieked.
“Do you fucking know who I am? My dad is Wesley Modine—the biggest client our company has!
“Even the CEO has to treat me with respect. You dare lay a hand on me? Believe it or not, I can get your sales-title revoked and make the whole industry blacklist you!”
I just froze, honestly confused.
Wesley Modine is my biological uncle.
He was forty years old.
Single since birth.
Since when did he have a daughter this grown?
——
Seeing me stunned and not talking back, Sadie puffed up even more.
“What, scared now? A gold-digger like you who only relies on her face to get sales—letting you join the dinner is already polluting the air. You think you deserve to order food?”
Relying on my looks?
I wake up before dawn to do proposals, spend eight hours a day eating dust at construction sites, and I’m so tanned my own mom barely recognizes me. But this bitch thinks I rely on my face?
I pushed my chair back and stood up, staring her down.
“Hey, watch your mouth. I earn my performance by working my ass off. Everyone here can see it clearly. You’re in no position to insult me.
“This is a company dinner, not something you’re personally paying for. If I ‘don’t qualify’ to order, then you definitely don’t. No wonder I smelled something nasty when I walked in—it was your mouth spraying shit everywhere.”
A few coworkers tried to hide their laughter. They’d had enough of her attitude long ago.
She’d only been an intern for a month, yet she treated everyone like her servants.
When the new employee Meg Wheeler refused to fetch her coffee, Sadie poured a full cup over her head. It was so hot it blistered her scalp.
She didn’t apologize; she threatened her instead.
“If you dare make me apologize, I’ll get you fired!”
The company ended up covering the medical bill.