My Rival Made Me Shatter My Knees for Laughs—But My Secret Mic Exposed Her
Previously: When Matthew's ruthless rival threw his late mother's heirloom over a glass table, he leaped to save it. She laughed at his pain—but she didn't know he was recording.
The Boardroom Trap
Limping heavily and nursing deeply bruised knees, Matthew spent the next hour in his office, holding his mother’s watch tightly. The physical pain was nothing compared to the burning humiliation that lingered in his chest. However, the nightmare was far from over. Before he could even apply ice to his swollen joints, an urgent summons arrived from the executive boardroom. Samantha had wasted no time in executing the next phase of her plan.
When Matthew limped into the boardroom, the atmosphere was icy. Samantha was sitting next to the CEO, her expression carefully molded into one of victimhood. On the large projector screen, a heavily edited security footage loop played. It showed Matthew sprinting and leaping wildly over the glass table, but the footage had been cut to omit Samantha throwing the watch. To the board, it looked like an unprovoked, aggressive outburst.
"This behavior is completely unacceptable, Matthew," the CEO declared, his voice cold and uncompromising. "We cannot have employees launching themselves across communal spaces and endangering others. I expect your immediate resignation."
Samantha lowered her head, feigning distress, but Matthew caught the triumphant gleam in her eyes. She believed she had successfully destroyed his career and secured the promotion for herself. But she had made one fatal oversight.
Earlier that morning, Matthew had agreed to participate in an internal corporate documentary. He was still wearing the wireless lapel microphone, which was connected to the company's secure cloud server. The microphone had captured every single detail of the confrontation, from Samantha's taunts to the sound of the watch being thrown.
Matthew pulled out his phone and synced it to the boardroom's audio system.
"Before I sign anything,"Matthew said, his voice steady despite the pain in his knees,
"I think you all need to hear the unedited truth."He pressed play, and Samantha's face instantly drained of color.
”He pressed play, and Samantha's face instantly drained of color.