The Nepo Baby Stole My Job, So I Let Their Empire Burn

My company was hit by a massive PR crisis. I didn’t sleep for seventy-two hours straight.

I personally drafted eight different versions of the official statement, coordinated with twenty-three major media outlets, and successfully pushed the trending hashtag down from the number one spot until it vanished completely.

At the victory party, our Vice President, Raymond Miller, raised his glass and walked toward Chloe Sterling, our intern.

"Chloe did an outstanding job this time! Her full-time contract starts next month, and her salary will be set at the manager level."

Nobody looked at me.