"Do you know that the company's business is not stable yet? If something happens to me, my family will be in danger. Besides, you know a lot of people in the TV station, so it will be much more convenient for you to pave the way for me!"
Oh, of course I knew.
For Frank's company, I had used all my connections to introduce two big shots to him a few months ago.
It was said that every man wanted his wife to be a full-time housewife. If it weren't for the nature of his work, he wouldn't have refused, would he?
Opening the door, Bonnie hugged her son with tears in her eyes.
"Sir, Madam, don't fire my mother... I'll move out now."
Bonnie left with her son overnight. Frank had a good relationship with my boss, so he didn't hand in the resignation letter to the higher-ups at all.
That night, he invited me to drink red wine.
"Honey, I saved your job. How can you thank me?"
I pushed his body away and gulped down the red wine.
Recalling the news in my previous life, my body was still trembling.
While Ms. Dale was sending her daughter to the hotel, I asked someone to install a few secret surveillance cameras at home.
Then, less than two days later, I received a piece of extremely depressing news.
Ms. Dale was taking a walk in the community with Mia in her arms. In order to avoid the big dog, she accidentally sprained her ankle.
At the moment of her injury, she had protected Mia well. One of her hands had been propped up on the ground and her bones had been broken.
The doctor said that it was not a big deal, but she couldn't work anymore.
We covered all the medical expenses during Ms. Dale's recovery. She also got her salary.
"Mrs. Jones, it's almost Christmas, and we're shorthanded. The nanny reservation has been scheduled to three months later..."
After asking several agents, Frank found that there was no nanny even if he increased the salary.
Ms. Dale's face was full of guilt. She whispered to Frank, "Sir, why don't you let my daughter do it? She used to be a nanny and took care of the children well. Her salary is the same as mine, and you don't need to pay me."
Frank looked at my face and hesitated.
I sighed and thought, "I'd better ask my boss if I can ask for leave."
There was no reason last time, but this time there was.
What's more, I wasn't even afraid of resigning, let alone being bullied.
Frank lowered his head guiltily, and his voice was as low as a mosquito's.