After Rebirth I Watched a Female Intern Lose a Billion Dollar Deal With One AI Order Chapter 03

After Rebirth I Watched a Female Intern Lose a Billion Dollar Deal With One AI Order Chapter 03

I blinked. Move out?

She saw my confusion and pressed a hand to her mouth, feigning surprise. “Oops. I forgot to mention.”

“Marcus said this Grand Holdings thing is the company’s top priority right now. To make sure I can stay on top of it and coordinate with him directly, he’s moving me in here.”

“I mean, it makes sense. Since you’re not really contributing to the company anymore, why keep such a nice private office?”

I almost laughed.

Ten years in this company for a tiny office, and this intern who just walked in thought she could take it?

But nobody else batted an eye. They filed in behind her.

“Tessa, you’re too nice. You’re still talking to her after everything?”

“This is Marcus’s call. If she doesn’t like it, too bad. Just toss her stuff.”

“Exactly. Marcus has your back now. What’s she going to do?”

They started grabbing things off my desk.

I watched them, a bitter smile on my face.

For the longest time, I couldn’t figure it out.

We all started at the same time. We’d worked together. Struggled together.

What did I do wrong?

Why did they hate me so much?

Until my last moments, lying on the ground, fading fast, I heard them.

“She started with us—why’s she two levels above?”

“All she does is book that damn hotel every year. Big deal.”

“Who knows what she does to lock it down. Running around at midnight. Probably trading favors.”

“Exactly. How else? She’s nothing special.”

That’s when it clicked.

Not hatred. Envy.

But why?

For nearly a decade, I’d ranked first in performance across the whole company.

People came and went, but our team stayed solid. Bonuses hit every quarter.

Because I held it down. Made sure they all had jobs. Made sure they all got paid.

And they couldn’t even see it. In the end, they killed me and my mom for Tessa.

I stayed quiet, and they took my silence for fear, grabbing faster.

Soon my desk was bare.

Tessa smirked. Then she picked up the photo of me and my mom and tossed it into the trash can. “Hope that’s not a problem, Elena. I’ve got a thing about germs.”

I snapped. I shoved her aside, yanked the photo out of the trash, and held it tight. “Touch my stuff again, and I’ll have you packing your bags today.”

Nobody expected the usually easygoing me to push back like this. They exchanged uneasy glances.

“Packing?” Marcus pushed through the crowd. “Elena, Harrison’s not here. I run this company when he’s gone.”

“If anyone’s packing, it’s the one who won’t follow orders.”

My phone buzzed.

I almost ignored it, but my thumb hit speaker out of habit.

A warm voice came through. “Hello, this is the member relations manager at The Pinnacle. I’m calling to confirm your booking for the Penthouse on Memorial Day?”

It clicked.

I’d started this process two weeks ago. Every year, they’d call around this time to lock in the spot.

And today was the eighth anniversary of our partnership with Grand Holdings. I’d insisted on the Penthouse—the best room they had.

They’d actually come through.

But now…

I smiled into the phone. “We’ve already booked something else this year. We won’t be needing it.”