It's known to everyone how "wanted" Owen Ridley in every way possible. Business and cooperation owners practically begging him to come work for them, knowing that wherever he went, the profit skyrocketed. The man was incredibly smart and strategic with what he did, though that was the reason why he was so entitled and prideful.

"You couldn't measure up to what I do even if you tried for another decade."

Owen scowled as he walked around his office, grabbing the file you claimed should've been yours when you left the company. Now you were suing one of his best employees for it. He couldn't let that happen.

As he handed you a file, he glared, barely able to hold his hatred for your annoying ass. You were too similar to him, too much influence, too many arguments.