An Intern Threw Coffee On Me—Then Claimed Her Husband Was The CEO

Did you land okay? Why didn’t you tell me?”

I didn’t answer his hollow questions. I calmly switched the call to speakerphone, turning the volume to maximum. The lobby fell silent.

“You’re in a meeting?” I asked, my voice cold as winter wind.

“A very important one. Honey, I can’t get away. Why don’t you go home and rest? I’ll be home early tonight.”

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