I was eating in the company break room. Suddenly, something hit my face hard. The pudding I had placed in the office fridge that morning somehow ended up on my face, splattering all over my lunch. Daisy Forrest, a colleague who was currently breastfeeding, was glaring at me furiously. She snapped, "Skye, who gave you permission to put that disgusting thing in the fridge? I told you — this fridge space is for my breast milk only. No other food is allowed.” “Don't you know dairy spoils easily? If my breast milk gets contaminated and my baby gets sick, who's going to be responsible?" I instantly felt my blood boil and decided to confront her head-on. Iris Bloom, another colleague, quickly grabbed my arm. "Don't lose your temper. Her husband is Caspian Drake, CEO of Drake Group. Even Mr. Locke plays nice with her. You really want to mess with her and risk your job?" Her husband? CEO of Drake Group? I froze. Caspian was holding me close just this morning, not letting go. How was he suddenly Daisy's husband? *** While I was stunned, Daisy obviously overheard Iris. A smug look crossed her face immediately. "Now you are afraid? That cheap dessert you picked up from some random corner shop? How dare you put it next to my breast milk?" Cheap? Caspian had trained under a world-renowned pastry chef. He woke up at 4 a.m. to make that dessert just for me. I pulled free from Iris's grip and stood up to face Daisy. "Daisy, this is a shared fridge, not your private property. I can put whatever I want in here. It's not your place to boss me around." "Besides," I added, "the company has a dedicated lactation room with its own fridge just for you, but you're using it to store snacks and drinks.” ”Now you're trying to hog the shared fridge. That's just shameless." Some coworkers nodded quietly, clearly fed up with Daisy for a long time. The intern, Anna Crane, even had tears welling up in her eyes. Last week, when Anna put her lunch in the fridge, Daisy threw the whole box at her head and screamed at her without mercy. I wanted to defend Anna back then, but the other colleagues stopped me. I wondered how everyone could put up with so much. It turned out Daisy used Caspian's name to intimidate them all. Daisy showed no shame. In fact, she got even more arrogant. "So what? Listen up. Even the fridge in Mr. Locke's office is mine. He never even dares to say no to me." "What do you think you are, daring to challenge me here? Go ahead. Complain and see who ends up kicked out." As soon as Daisy spoke, the murmuring colleagues immediately bowed their heads, too afraid to say a word. "What's all this noise about?" a stern voice cut in. It was the boss, Zephyr Locke. "Iris, what happened?" Zephyr said. After hearing the gist of the situation, Zephyr frowned. He didn't blame Daisy at all. Instead, he looked annoyed. "It's not worth making a big scene over such a small matter.” “Skye, Daisy is breastfeeding right now. Someday, you'll have a baby, too. Can't you try to be a little more understanding?" "Why don't you apologize to Daisy and pay her two thousand dollars? Then we can move on." I nearly laughed in disbelief. "Apologize? Pay money? Mr. Locke, are you serious?" Zephyr's face darkened. He gave a look to his assistant, Ethan. Ethan immediately pulled me aside and spoke in a friendly tone. "Skye, take my advice. Don't be stubborn.You really can't mess with Daisy.“ ” Her husband is Caspian, and Mr. Locke is counting on her connection to the Drake family." I sneered, "How can you be so sure her husband is Caspian?" Ethan pulled out his phone and showed me Daisy's Instagram. "Look. She's been posting about it for a whole month." The screen showed Daisy's recent posts featuring luxury bags, jewelry, and other expensive items. Each post included a photo of two older people, captioned: “Another day being spoiled by the whole family. Grateful to have married the right person to know what it feels like to be truly valued.” Those two older people were Caspian's parents. They were once power players in the business world, with connections everywhere. Without a second thought, I called Caspian. The phone rang for a long time, but he didn't answer. Just then, I heard hurried footsteps behind me. I turned around. Daisy was grabbing her bag and rushing out. I looked at Iris in confusion. "What's going on?" I asked. She whispered, "Daisy just got a call. Sounds like something happened to her child."
The moment I heard the child was in trouble, I fell silent. Daisy might be crazy and hateful, but the kid was innocent. Still, I needed to get to the bottom of the things mentioned in Daisy's posts. So I kept texting Caspian, but by 3 P.M., he still hadn't replied. Then, the work chat exploded with messages. I opened it and saw Daisy going ballistic again. She posted a photo showing a tiny red spot on her son's cheek, and typed: “Skye, it's your filthy stuff contaminating my breast milk that caused this rash on my son's face.” “My son carries the Drake family bloodline. If anything happens to him, you and your whole family won't be able to afford to pay for it. Just you wait. I won't let go.” I looked at the photo and saw that the spot was so small that it was almost invisible. I couldn't help but laugh in disbelief. I replied, “Daisy, I suggest you get yourself checked at a psych ward ASAP.” Almost immediately, Ethan messaged me. “Skye, get some flowers and gifts ready. You and Mr. Locke are going to visit Daisy's son at the hospital, and you'll cover the costs to show good faith.” There was no way I was spending money on gifts for someone smearing me. I texted back, “I'm not going.And I won’t pay a penny for something I didn’t do. ” Ethan replied, “Mr. Locke said if you don't go, don't expect to see your salary or bonuses again.” I snorted. Did they really think labor laws meant nothing? Besides, I didn't care about that money. I replied, “Fine.” Right after, I suddenly remembered those photos on Daisy's Instagram. I had to figure this out. I asked Ethan, “Is her husband at the hospital, too?” Ethan quickly answered, “Of course, he is.” “Mr. Locke only went because of that.” I was curious to see who Daisy's husband really was. I messaged, “I'll go, but I won't buy flowers or gifts.” - At the hospital, I didn't see Daisy's husband anywhere. Zephyr looked even more disappointed than I was. When Daisy saw me, her eyes turned into poisoned knives. She ignored the flowers Zephyr offered and gave a look to the maid beside her. "Take the kid outside for some fresh air. Don't let him get contaminated by dirty people." Then she fixed a cold glare on me and ordered the two bodyguards at the door. "Hold her down." Before I could react, my arms were tightly grabbed. I was frozen, unable to move. "Daisy, what are you trying to do?" I shouted. Zephyr stood silently nearby, lips moving but not uttering a word. Daisy stepped in front of me. "What am I doing? Teaching you a lesson." Before she said more, she raised her hand and slapped me hard across the face. A burning pain exploded on my cheek. "I want you to remember this slap forever. Watch your mouth from now on. You talk big in the group chat, but in front of me, you're nothing." I slowly turned my head, locking my eyes on her face. "Daisy. You're finished." At that moment, my phone rang. The caller ID said honey. Daisy snatched the phone from my pocket. She looked at the screen, her eyes darting, then a sinister smile spread across her face. She beckoned to Ethan, who was stunned nearby. "Come here."
Ethan walked over, clearly confused. Daisy whispered a few quick words in his ear. Instantly, Ethan's eyes widened in shock and anxiety. Daisy's glare turned sharp and intimidating. Ethan nervously glanced at me, then reluctantly nodded. He pressed the answer button and switched to speakerphone. At the same time, the bodyguards clamped a hand tightly over my mouth. "Honey," came Caspian's voice from the other end. "I was just in a board meeting and had my phone on silent. I saw your messages. Something about a colleague's child? I honestly don't know what's going on—" "Your wife just went to take a shower," Ethan interrupted loudly, following Daisy's instructions. "Man, your wife's amazing. She is very eager. She even says you can't satisfy her as I do. Don't worry. I'll take good care of her for you." Caspian abruptly hung up. Daisy laughed gleefully, "Heard that? It's so funny. Even your man won't want you. A bitch is a bitch." I closed my eyes in despair. She was finished, completely finished. Caspian and I grew up together. I know him too well. He had definitely figured out my situation by now. If anyone hurt me, he'd go insane, ruining them utterly, bankrupting families, destroying lives. And he was definitely on his way to the hospital now. He had secretly installed a tracker on my phone—I'd just been pretending not to notice. After her laughter died down, Daisy told the bodyguards. "Alright, I've had enough fun. Strip her and toss her out." "Stop. You dare!" I struggled desperately, scanning the room with fierce eyes. "I'm Caspian's wife. Who here dares touch me?" I shouted. The room fell deathly silent. "Oh really? “ ”You're Caspian's wife? Skye, are you crazy? Dreaming in broad daylight," Daisy sneered. "I'm the real Mrs. Drake," I added. Zephyr leaned in with a serious tone. "Skye, stop making things up. Just apologize properly to Daisy. Maybe this will all blow over." "Apologize?" Daisy cut him off sharply. "I'm not accepting that bitch's apology. Today, I'm stripping her naked and tossing her out on the street so she knows what happens when she messes with me." With that, the two bodyguards pinned me against the wall and began ripping at my coat and shirt collar. I struggled with all my might. But the strength gap was too great. In the midst of this chaotic moment, a voice rang out. "Stop!"
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