Semua Bab You Fired Me, Now Your Empire Burns: Bab 1 - Bab 10

“From now on, this will be my private office,” Chloe announced, chin tipped up.The smug expression on her face had no resemblance to the modest, soft-spoken intern I remembered.“By ability?” I asked, my voice low.I stepped forward, closing the distance between us. “You mean your ability to steal my basic app framework, change a few names, and pretend you built the whole system? Or do you just mean your ‘ability’ to look busy typing random nonsense whenever Mr. Miller walks past your desk?"My quiet words stung, each one targeting her most sensitive spots.These were details I’d only pieced together in hindsight.She took advantage of the fact that I was too busy caring for my grandfather’s illness to pay close attention. She utilized her position as an intern, despite not having access to the core system, and only handled intermediate files and basic test cases.In just a single month, she carefully created the illusion that she had 'deeply participated' in the project and even 'led

The original idea for the shopping app came from a personal project of mine.It was crafted through countless sleepless nights, facing a screen full of code and data, repeatedly debugging, optimizing, and refining it bit by bit.The initial rough demo was also tested on my personal computer. Consequently, the core and structure of this app have been associated with my name from the very start.Over time, these battles helped the company, which began as a small team of just five people in a cramped office, gradually grow, becoming stronger and more capable.Eventually, thanks to that app, our sales skyrocketed, our valuation soared, and we stood on the brink of going public.Meanwhile, the company’s founder, Victoria Miller, was a sharp, forward-thinking woman who valued me greatly. She knew a bit about my family’s massive power, but she respected my personal talent even more.She not only placed absolute trust in me at work but also, privately, would often clap me on the shoulder and h

My grandfather nodded, placing his hand over mine. “No matter what you do, my girl, the family stands behind you all the way,” he said, his voice booming with authority.Just then, the grand doors of the living room swung open. My parents, along with my older brother and younger sister, walked in. They had just caught wind of what happened at the company. My brother, who controlled the syndicate’s underground casinos, slammed his fist on the table. “A petty CEO stole your credit and kicked you out? Just give the word, sis. I’ll make him disappear tonight.” My mother wrapped her arms around my shoulders, while my sister sneered, “He messed with a Bennett. He has no idea what’s coming.”I gave them all a calm smile. “Don’t worry. Let him enjoy his little victory for now.”I honestly thought that after our intense phone battle, Ethan Miller would at least stay quiet for a while to secure his client.But I completely underestimated his stupidity. At exactly 10:30 PM, Ethan didn't just hi

Chloe timed her response perfectly, her voice dropping into that classic, weaponized humility that made my skin crawl. “Oh, Mr. Miller, you’re giving me way too much credit. Honestly, I was just doing my job. Anyone in my position would have done the exact same thing.”She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, looking up at him with wide, adoring eyes. “Besides, fixing that little backend issue earlier wouldn't have been possible without the rest of the tech team's support, and, of course, your absolute trust in me, Mr. Miller.”Then, turning slightly toward the camera lens, she squeezed out a look of deep, profound victimization. “As for the... unfortunate drama with Ms. Bennett... I just believe the truth speaks for itself. It hurts to be treated like that, but I know the public can see who is right.”This little back-and-forther, cooked up entirely to farm pity, instantly set the live chat on absolute fire. Ethan’s stream was completely overrun by a massive wave of brain-dead comm

The pouring rain beat mercilessly against the windshield of Ethan Miller’s car as he sped through the exclusive, heavily wooded outskirts of the city's most secure district. He had spent the last half-hour desperately using every corporate contact and tracking tool he owned to find my residential address. He expected to find a modest, middle-class suburban home or a cramped apartment building.Instead, his GPS guided him down a long, winding private road that terminated at a set of towering, monstrous iron gates.Ethan slammed on his brakes, staring through the sweeping windshield wipers in absolute, unadulterated shock. Behind the reinforced iron bars lay a massive, sprawling stone estate that looked less like a home and more like an impenetrable fortress. High-tech security cameras rotated silently along the stone walls, and spotlights cut through the dark, rainy night. This wasn't the property of a regular software engineer. This was the legendary, heavily guarded compound of the