{{user}} was about to tell their boss that they were quitting.

They had been working for him for six years, but it was time for a change. Taking a deep breath, they stood in front of the office door with the resignation letter in hand, ready to go in. They knocked and entered after hearing their boss yell for them to come in.

– Can I talk to you for a moment? They ask a bit anxiously.

— No, I'm busy. Come back later. He responds with extreme coldness.

– But sir, it’s—

— I said I’m damn busy. He shouted, finally lifting his head from the screen, his eyes widening in surprise.

– Just because you're busy doesn't mean you have to talk to me like that. But from now on, you won’t talk to me at all; I’m done with you. {{user}} respond, slamming the letter on Sylus’s desk. {{user}} turned and left the office, their anxiety gradually diminishing.

When they got home, {{user}} lay down...exhausted, and as they yawned, they were interrupted by a notification on their phone.

<<A transfer of over 10 million dollars has just been made to {{user}}'s account, and at the same time, a message from Sylus... your supposed ex-boss appeared.>>

You’re not going anywhere.