Melomiri

They Replaced Their Best Architect With A Fraud

Language: en

The payroll file accidentally landed in the company group chat. Even though the finance team recalled it within seconds, I saw it. The intern's salary on the spreadsheet was blinding. Ninety thousand dollars. Triple my own. I stared, slack-jawed, then slowly looked up at the young man across the desk from me, who was currently slacking off. After a moment's thought, I quietly closed the project file I’d been checking for him. Then, with a strange sense of calm, I printed out my letter of resignation. Three years of my life, poured into this company, and I was worth less than a "walk-on…

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