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<\/p>\nWhen Colin and his wife Alice both worked for the tyrant Mr. Taylor at the same company, they thought they had a good deal while pursuing their passions. But after a mishap at work, Alice was ridiculed in front of everyone, prompting Colin to seek revenge. When the couple lost their jobs, Colin fought for revenge\u2026<\/p>\n
Working as a driver for the owner of a medium-sized business was never my dream, but it paid the bills. To be honest, I\u2019ve always wanted to own my own construction company, but life often takes strange paths.<\/p>\n
The good thing about working as a driver was that I could go to fancy places and work with my wife Alice. We had met years ago, long before we both worked at the same company. But when Alice got the job as Mr. Taylor\u2019s personal assistant, she gave him my resume.<\/p>\n
\u201cEverything will be fine, Colin,\u201d she told me one evening as we made pasta for dinner.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe needs a personal driver, and you can do that. Neither of us has to stay there forever, but the pay is good enough for now. Until something better comes along, we\u2019ll have to make do.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know,\u201d I agreed. \u201cIt\u2019s just that this is so far from my dream that I feel like I\u2019m going to be stuck here. But that\u2019s okay, I\u2019m only stuck if I settle. And I won\u2019t do that.\u201d<\/p>\n
Our boss, Mr. Taylor, was a tough nut to crack. At first glance, he seemed like the typical businessman. You know: fancy suits, always on the phone, and a way of talking that makes you think he knows something you don\u2019t.<\/p>\n
But the truth was simple: Mr. Taylor was a man who thrived on control, and the tighter he held the company and its employees, the worse it got for us all.<\/p>\n
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Alice had been struggling with his moods for months. Recently, he had been preparing for a big business meeting where new investors were to be invited to showcase his security empire.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re stressed, Alice,\u201d I simply said as she told me how tense her shoulders felt.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s under a lot of pressure, honey,\u201d she said. \u201cThat means I\u2019m under pressure too.\u201d<\/p>\n
She tried to shrug it off, but I could see how much it was weighing on her. Alice was constantly nervous, double-checking everything, and afraid to make even the smallest mistake.<\/p>\n
Then it happened last week.<\/p>\n
Over the years, Mr. Taylor had become friends with Alice and trusted her a lot. When it came to negotiating a new contract with a few new contractors, he sent Alice in.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve prepared you, Alice,\u201d his voice boomed. \u201cIt\u2019s quite simple and everything is in the presentation and the brochures we\u2019ve made for them. All you have to do is present and see if they have any questions. Then you give them a smile and let them sign. Very simple.\u201d<\/p>\n
Alice beamed. I knew she loved the additional responsibility and wanted to prove her worth to him. She was tired of being a personal assistant and wanted more.<\/p>\n
But when she came home that evening, her face was pale.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe meeting didn\u2019t go well,\u201d she quietly admitted. \u201cThey backed out. All of them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat? Why?\u201d I asked, feeling a knot in my stomach. I knew there would be a fallout. Mr. Taylor would surely tell everyone how disappointed he was with Alice.<\/p>\n
I put the tea kettle on and encouraged Alice to tell me everything.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"