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I blacked out from the pain and some strangers got me to the ER. No idea how long I was out cold.
When I finally woke up, Lucien sat next to my bed.
I could see this flash of worry in his eyes that he was trying to hide, just sitting there real quiet.
I croaked out that I needed a few days off to get back on my feet.
Lucien didn't even hesitate.
"Yeah, for sure. Don't stress about it—rankings drop in three days. We're gonna knock Leander's crew right off their high horse."
Day of the industry awards, Lucien and I snagged front row seats.
Leander clocked me sitting next to him and swaggered over with Isolde, ready to mock us.
"Well guess what? Thalia. You steal Isolde's project and now you're buddy-buddy with the guy who's always coming in second. Even after getting your ass fired, you're really settling for the bottom of the barrel, huh?"
"Oh right, my bad—we're No.1. Guess there's nowhere else for you to go but down."
Isolde also said contemptuously"Once Leander's company wins again this year and locks down that investor deal, you losers are toast. Better start practicing your 'would you like fries with that?'"
Just looking at these two made me want to sick. My skin was crawling.
Ever since he dumped me, Leander quit pretending. He was practically hooking up Isolde right there for everyone to see.
"Isolde's got way more game than you ever did!She whipped up a brand-new proposal like it was nothing.—some cross-state thing with Atlanta. Good luck trying to steal this one."
I almost cracked up laughing. Was he seriously talking about that garbage I tossed in the trash?
Didn't know Isolde has a taste for secondhand things.
If Leander actually ran with that train wreck of a plan, I was gonna grab some popcorn.
All the other company bigshots started brown-nosing when they spotted Leander.
"Why do we even need these awards? Long as Leander's in the game, first place is a lock."
"Right? This whole 'Best Company' thing is basically participation trophy stuff for him. But word is he's got a real shot at landing that mystery investor this year. With that kind of cash backing him, nobody's touching his spot."
"Yeah, that's gotta be Leander's company for sure."
They shot us these snotty looks. "Unlike someone nothing—doesn't matter how good your seats are. This game's about results, not where you park your ass!"
All the ass-kissing had Leander feeling like hot shit as his fan club crowded around.
Lucien and I just chilled and watched the drama, totally zen about it.
I mean, who was actually gonna take the crown this year was still up in the air.
The ceremony got rolling with all the usual boring stuff. Host started calling out winners.
Leander jumped the gun and got up early, strutting toward the stage like he was already holding the trophy.
Through the crappy lighting, he flipped Lucien this cocky little gesture.
But when the host dropped the winner's name, everyone got shocked.
"Congratulations to Lucien Mercer for taking home this year's top prize, plus a sit-down with Mr. Winston!"
Leander was already climbing the steps when he heard Lucien's name. Dude just completely froze up.
Lucien strolled up next to him with this smooth smile that barely covered how smug he was feeling, and said real quiet.
"Whoops, looks like we snatched that number one spot from you, Mr.Leander. But hey, don't lose sleep over it—you're not getting it back anyway! After all you'd thrown away your ace in the hole by yourself."
When I finally woke up, Lucien sat next to my bed.
I could see this flash of worry in his eyes that he was trying to hide, just sitting there real quiet.
I croaked out that I needed a few days off to get back on my feet.
Lucien didn't even hesitate.
"Yeah, for sure. Don't stress about it—rankings drop in three days. We're gonna knock Leander's crew right off their high horse."
Day of the industry awards, Lucien and I snagged front row seats.
Leander clocked me sitting next to him and swaggered over with Isolde, ready to mock us.
"Well guess what? Thalia. You steal Isolde's project and now you're buddy-buddy with the guy who's always coming in second. Even after getting your ass fired, you're really settling for the bottom of the barrel, huh?"
"Oh right, my bad—we're No.1. Guess there's nowhere else for you to go but down."
Isolde also said contemptuously"Once Leander's company wins again this year and locks down that investor deal, you losers are toast. Better start practicing your 'would you like fries with that?'"
Just looking at these two made me want to sick. My skin was crawling.
Ever since he dumped me, Leander quit pretending. He was practically hooking up Isolde right there for everyone to see.
"Isolde's got way more game than you ever did!She whipped up a brand-new proposal like it was nothing.—some cross-state thing with Atlanta. Good luck trying to steal this one."
I almost cracked up laughing. Was he seriously talking about that garbage I tossed in the trash?
Didn't know Isolde has a taste for secondhand things.
If Leander actually ran with that train wreck of a plan, I was gonna grab some popcorn.
All the other company bigshots started brown-nosing when they spotted Leander.
"Why do we even need these awards? Long as Leander's in the game, first place is a lock."
"Right? This whole 'Best Company' thing is basically participation trophy stuff for him. But word is he's got a real shot at landing that mystery investor this year. With that kind of cash backing him, nobody's touching his spot."
"Yeah, that's gotta be Leander's company for sure."
They shot us these snotty looks. "Unlike someone nothing—doesn't matter how good your seats are. This game's about results, not where you park your ass!"
All the ass-kissing had Leander feeling like hot shit as his fan club crowded around.
Lucien and I just chilled and watched the drama, totally zen about it.
I mean, who was actually gonna take the crown this year was still up in the air.
The ceremony got rolling with all the usual boring stuff. Host started calling out winners.
Leander jumped the gun and got up early, strutting toward the stage like he was already holding the trophy.
Through the crappy lighting, he flipped Lucien this cocky little gesture.
But when the host dropped the winner's name, everyone got shocked.
"Congratulations to Lucien Mercer for taking home this year's top prize, plus a sit-down with Mr. Winston!"
Leander was already climbing the steps when he heard Lucien's name. Dude just completely froze up.
Lucien strolled up next to him with this smooth smile that barely covered how smug he was feeling, and said real quiet.
"Whoops, looks like we snatched that number one spot from you, Mr.Leander. But hey, don't lose sleep over it—you're not getting it back anyway! After all you'd thrown away your ace in the hole by yourself."
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