I’d wanted to stand up for her back then, but my colleagues stopped me.

I had wondered why everyone was angry but didn’t dare speak.

Now, I finally understood—everyone was intimidated by this “daughter of Wesley Modine.”

Sadie’s face turned bright red. She jabbed a finger right at my nose.

“Bitch! Stop trying to act tough! Without my dad, this company would’ve gone bankrupt already. I’m telling you—at this dinner, I call the shots. If I say you can’t order, then you can’t!

“What kind of bullshit are you that you dare act arrogant at me? If you order even one dish, I’ll make sure you’re fired tomorrow!”

The waiter overheard her and looked at me nervously.

“Ma’am… should I still place the order?”

“Yes.”

I said it without hesitation.

I just couldn’t believe this nonsense. I brought in projects worth tens of millions for the company, and now I can’t even order a dish?

“What’s with all the yelling?”

The CEO, Cody Godlock, walked in with a dark expression.

“A company dinner isn’t a place for you to scream at each other. What happened?”

Before anyone else could speak, Sadie rushed forward with a pitiful face and twisted the whole story her way.

I didn’t even get the chance to explain before Cody’s cold gaze landed on me.

“Phoebe, you’ve been here for a year now. You should know our principle of frugality.

“Sadie only said that for the good of the company. Will skipping one dish really kill you?”

“You hitting her—that’s way over the line. Right now, you’re going to apologize to Sadie and pay her a ten-thousand-dollar emotional damages fee. Then we’ll call it settled.”

I couldn’t help but laugh in disbelief and stared straight at him.

“Sir… you’re seriously telling me to apologize and pay her?”

Cody’s face darkened, and Meg quickly tugged on my sleeve.

She quietly persuaded me, “Phoebe, don’t push it. Sadie is Mr. Modine’s daughter; you can’t mess with her. And Sir Cody is counting on her to secure the deal with their company this time.”

I let out a scoffing laugh.

“So just because she says her dad is Wesley Modine, you guys believe her? Did she even bring any proof when she joined?”

Meg pulled out her phone and opened Sadie’s social media.

“Totally legit. Mr. Modine himself personally brought her in on her first day.”

I looked at the picture and nearly dropped my jaw. There was my upright, sharp-dressed man standing in front of a luxury car—and next to him… was actually Sadie.