I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Joy Chaucer had heard the same things before, numerous times in fact.

Since Chloe’s return, she had repetitively urged Joy to take over the company. The insistence had desensitized and tired Joy. Lifting her head, bleary-eyed and weary, Joy argued, “Falconer belongs to our family. Even if my mom adores Meredith, she would never hand over the company to her. You’re overthinking it, Chloe. Please, stop saying such things; even if it doesn’t bother you, I’m fed up.”

“You look at yourself. How do you even end up like this?” Chloe rebuked sharply. “Both your mother and I are businesswomen, yet how come none of that has rubbed off on you? Do you think the people in that private room are your friends? Do they really respect you behind your back? Other than your position in the Chaucer family, what do you have? Why did Terrence Sterling reject you? Your mother attempted to arrange your marriage, and not just the Sterling family, but the Fieldmouse family didn’t want you either.”

“Fieldmouse family?” A sobering thought struck Joy Chaucer, recalling recent rumors about how Harvey Fieldmouse disdained her. She had failed to climb high enough to reach Terrence Sterling, and now even Harvey Fieldmouse had rejected her. So, it was true-the Fieldmouse family did not want her, and it was the Chaucer family who had indeed proposed the marriage.

“Why would you go propose to the Fieldmouse family?” an agitated Joy questioned. “I don’t even like Harvey. Why didn’t you consider my feelings? It’s my right, how can you just decide without my consent?”All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“You’re spending our money; you don’t earn a single dollar, and yet you speak of rights?” Chloe’s patience was threadbare.

Standing her ground, Joy stated, “So what if I don’t earn money? My mom will provide for me, that’s enough.”

Hearing this, Chloe couldn’t hold back any longer. “Listen well, Joy Chaucer, you are not your mother’s daughter. If you don’t shape up, once your mom finds out you are not her daughter, prepare to be thrown out.”

Was Joy Chaucer truly not Bianca’s daughter? This was explosive news. Ruby, seizing the moment, discreetly recorded the conversation. If it were true that Joy wasn’t Bianca’s daughter, this was great news indeed. She plotted to dethrone Joy Chaucer from her lofty position. Without the protection of the Chaucer family, she wondered how arrogant Joy could possibly be.

Joy did not take Chloe’s words seriously and chuckled, “Chloe, you’re kidding me. How could I not be my mom’s daughter?”

“I brought you back to our home, whether you were born by Bianca or not, no one knows better than I do,” Chloe stated resolutely. “Joy Chaucer, if you continue to live aimlessly, then I won’t bother with you anymore. I am going to tell Bianca right now you are no her daughter.”

With that, Chloe turned to leave. Panic gripped Joy Chaucer; she knew deep down Chloe could be speaking the truth.

“Chloe, Chloe!” Joy grabbed Chloe’s hand. “Don’t go. Is it really true that I’m not my mom’s daughter? Why did you bring me back? We had a paternity test done ten years ago, why suddenly tell me that I’m not her daughter?”

Chloe replied, half-serious, half-mocking, “You are definitely not Bianca’s daughter. If not for Bianca’s desperate search for her daughter, I wouldn’t have brought you back. Now that everything is set, there’s no turning back. But truth cannot be contained forever, and if your real identity is discovered, you’ll be left with nothing.”

“If I am not her daughter, why then do you still want me to fight for the company?” Joy still somewhat reasoned.

Chloe explained, “You could indeed inherit the company now, but the moment I expose your identity, you’ll become nothing. The Chaucer family needs an heir, anyone would do. It simply happened to be you back then. If you prove unworthy, I could easily replace you. Bianca likes Meredith, and Meredith could just as quickly become the heiress to the Chaucer family.”