Scarlett POV
The morning was nonstop chaos, as usual.
This job never let me catch my breath—barely sat down before another fire popped up. By the time I finally collapsed into my chair around noon, Denise pinged me through the company chat with a stack of files. I clicked them open… and there it was. Hirsch Group. All of it.
My temple started throbbing instantly.
That motherfucker. Gary Hirsch’s smug voice from last night’s call was still ringing in my ears, and now this?
I stared at the company logo on my screen, blood heating fast. Why couldn’t useless, petty assholes like him just drop dead?
I wasn’t about to sit around and take it. I pushed back from my desk and marched straight to Denise’s office. Knocked once and went in.
“Miss Scott, got a minute? There’s something you sh
