The Oracle They Fired A Billionaire's ObsessionChapter 1
After the New Year break, I went to the Temple of the Sea Goddess to pray for blessings. On a whim, I cast six Holy Cups in a row, and the entire temple fell silent.
My boss handed me an $88,000 bonus on the spot and told me to make corporate fortune-reading my full-time role from then on.
But his girlfriend, the newly appointed director fresh off her Ivy League degrees, sneered at the whole thing. She grabbed my Censer and smashed it on the ground in front of everyone.
"We live in a world of science. The fact that this company pays a charlatan like you is an absolute disgrace! As of today, you're fired!"
I looked at her forehead, where the faint dark lines of misfortune were already creeping in, and smiled. "Fine. As long as Mr. Delgado has no objections, I'll leave right now."
Bertram Delgado had his arm around her, his expression impatient. "Philippa Sullivan, superstition really isn't a good look. You should find opportunities elsewhere."
I turned and walked out without another word. The moment I stepped through the doors, I climbed into the Rolls-Royce belonging to Kevin Farley, head of the rival Farley Group.
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"Ten million a year. Year-end dividends calculated separately. In the entire Farley Group, aside from me, you hold the highest authority."
Kevin slid the contract across the table, a warm smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "I've been waiting for this day for a very long time."
I let out a dry laugh but didn't pick up the pen. "Mr. Farley, aren't you worried I'm just a fraud playing tricks with incense and mirrors?"
Kevin's voice was unwavering. "Bertram Delgado is blind. I'm not."
"Ms. Sullivan, you don't just have talent. You have the favor of the divine."
"Three years at Delgado Group, and you took them all the way to an IPO. Everyone in the Capital knows what you're capable of."
He paused. "But before anything else, you need to retrieve the half of the Holy Cup you enshrined at Delgado Group."
"If you don't sever the karmic ties with the Delgados, your Fortune will suffer, and they'll keep draining you dry."
A jolt ran through me. He was right.
Years ago, to help Bertram Delgado survive a death calamity, I had placed half of a Holy Cup beneath the altar's base. It was the one I'd carried with me since childhood.