The Price of False Kindness
Language: en
My department director, Linda, always said I was her favorite in the whole company. She praised my sharp mind and hard work, constantly boasting that I was her star pupil, hand-picked and trained by her. The other colleagues envied me, saying Linda favored me and that sticking with her guaranteed a bright future. Just because I casually mentioned having a sensitive stomach once, Linda started bringing me a stomach-soothing breakfast every single morning. She even spent her free time in the office researching and making different kinds of stomach-nourishing porridges and cakes, bringing…