My Cat Said I Was Cheated On Chapter 05

My Cat Said I Was Cheated On Chapter 05

“That’s right.” 

I nodded. 

“But you didn’t quit.” 

“So why should I?” 

Everyone understood immediately. 

The way they looked at Chloe changed. 

Disgust. 

Wariness. 

None of them wanted to be the next person she 

stabbed in the back. 

“I… I already wrote my resignation letter!” 

“I just forgot to bring it.” 

Chloe was obviously trying to save face. 

“Fine.” 

“Bring it tomorrow morning.” 

“Hope you land a better job.” 

The corner of my mouth lifted slightly. 

Before Chloe could say another word, I turned and 

walked into my office. 

I reassigned the department’s workload. 

Then I took back the client accounts I’d previously 

given Chloe and divided them among the other 

teams. 

A little while later, Adrian called. 

“How could you lie to Chloe?” 

“You said you were quitting!” 

“Now you’re not?” 

“I changed my mind.” 

“What’s wrong with that?” 

“It’s my choice.” 

My voice was cold. 

“So this matters more to you than your friendship 

with Chloe?” 

Adrian snapped. 

“You’re doing this just to mess with her!” 

“Quit Bright well Consumer Group right now, or 

we’re done!” 

“I need someone who’s kind!” 

“Someone who actually values her friends!” 

“Fine.” 

“Then we’re done.” 

I agreed without a second of hesitation. 

“What?” 

Adrian went silent. 

He clearly hadn’t expected me to agree that easily. 

“I said we’re breaking up!” 

Before he could say anything else, I hung up. 

Then I grabbed my marketing proposal and 

headed to the meeting. 

Adrian kept calling and texting. 

I put my phone on silent. 

At the meeting, Ginger turned out to be right. 

The Board Chair’s eyes lit up the moment he saw 

the pet–themed elements in my campaign. 

He was the first to support it. 

The other executives had no objections either. 

The proposal passed unanimously. 

I was put in charge of the entire campaign. 

That afternoon, I promoted one of my team 

members to Marketing Manager. 

Less than ten minutes after the announcement 

went out, Chloe barged into my office. 

“Serena!” 

“Why didn’t you make me the manager?” 

“We’re best friends!” 

Tears streamed down her face as she spoke. 

I said nothing. 

That only made her cry harder. 

“Is this because of the resignation thing?” 

“You’re still mad at me over that?” 

“No.” 

I shook my head. 

“This has nothing to do with that.” 

“I’m running this department.” 

“I have to do what’s best for the company.” 

“The best person gets the job.” 

“And you don’t have the skills for it.” 

“What?” 

“Says who?” 

“I’ve been doing great here!” 

Chloe shot back. 

“Really?” 

I gave a cold laugh, pulled out my phone, and held it toward her. 

“Then take a look at these messages from our 

clients.” 

Chloe’s expression froze. 

Every single one was a complaint about her. 

Chloe had never been especially capable. 

Whenever she ran into a problem, she knew I’d clean up her mess, so she never bothered taking the problems seriously. 

“Anything else?” 

“If not, get back to work.” 

“I’ve got things to do.” 

I dismissed her. 

“You…” 

“You’ve changed!” 

“I don’t even know you anymore!” 

“You’re not my best friend anymore!” 

I barely reacted. 

In the end, Chloe had no choice but to turn around 

and leave. 

That evening, Adrian showed up after work. 

“Serena.” 

“Make Chloe the manager.” 

He barked the order. 

“No.” 

My expression didn’t change. 

“I’m not repeating myself.” 

“Still gonna act tough?” 

Adrian frowned. 

“Neither of you even turned in a resignation letter.” 

“So you’re even.” 

“What are you still mad about?” 

“And why are you making such a big deal out of 

this with Chloe?” 

“Do you even want to stay friends with her?” 

I shrugged. 

“I don’t care.” 

“Besides, we already broke up.” 

“So what gives you the right to tell me what to do?” 

Adrian’s face went dark. 

“Chloe!” 

“Let’s go!” 

“We’re done with her.” 

“Let’s see how long she can keep acting tough.” 

The two of them turned and walked away. 

I gave a dismissive laugh and got into my car. 

On my way home, I got a call from the jewelry store at the mall. 

“Ms. Serena?” 

“When will you be making the first payment?” 

I froze. 

So that necklace had been bought with zero–down 

financing. 

They hadn’t paid a dime.