Pregnant and Cornered, I Let My Mad Ex Bite Back
Language: en
"Transfer this $8 million in sales to Lily's account." Sales Director Zachary Grant slammed the file in front of me, his tone brooking no argument. Lily was an intern who'd just started yesterday. She couldn't even use Excel. "Why should I?" I asked. Zachary replied: "Lily just graduated. She needs the sales numbers. You're a senior employee—you should help new people. Besides, you're going on maternity leave next month. Even if you win top salesperson, you won't get promoted. Better to give it to your sister." $8 million in sales meant a commission of $240,000. He wanted me to…