The Undercover Heiress's Revenge: I Am The Freaking Boss

It was my second day at the company, which happened to be the day they announced who got the full-time offer after our internship.

The moment I stepped into the office, I heard Elena Vance crying hysterically.

This is bullshit! I worked my ass off for three months, and she just shows up yesterday and steals the only full-time position?!

I sensed something was off. Frowning, I asked, "Who stole your position?"

Elena immediately splashed a cup of water right onto my face. She glared at me with pure hatred. "You have the nerve to ask? Everyone in this department knew that job was mine. But the moment you showed up, the manager told me I was out!"

Our coworkers chimed in, pointing fingers at me.

"We all saw how hard Elena worked. That full-time offer should be hers!"

"A nepo baby dropping in out of nowhere to steal someone else's hard work? Have some shame!"

I pointed at myself, my mind filled with question marks.

Are these people insane?

I am the freaking owner of this company!

I suppressed my anger and tried to explain calmly, "From what I know, Elena, you lost the offer because you ghosted a major client. What does that have to do with me?"

A flicker of guilt flashed through Elena's eyes, but she quickly slammed her hand on the desk and shrieked, "That is a goddamn lie! I worked day and night to secure clients! I drank myself to a stomach ulcer for this company, and you try to ruin me with one pathetic rumor?!"

Her face turned red, and she turned to the crowd, playing the victim. "Everyone, we need to boycott this liar! If we let this nepo baby do whatever she wants, shell be running the whole department!"

Wow.

Actually, I do run this entire company.

I crossed my arms and looked at her half-amused. "I am the owner of this company. I hold sixty percent of the shares. Elena, I was actually going to give you a generous severance package. But now? You won't get a single penny."

The office went dead silent.

Elena froze for a few seconds. Then, she burst into loud, mocking laughter.

"Have you lost your goddamn mind? Everyone knows the owner of Monroe Corp is Liam Monroe. If you're going to fake an identity, at least do your research!"

The crowd burst into snickers.

"Do you believe shes the owner, or do you believe Im Elon Musk?"

"Chloe Monroe must have fried her brain when she was a kid. Look at her, shes practically drooling. Just because you have the same last name as the boss doesnt mean you can play princess. Do you think were stupid?"

Faced with their mockery, I took a deep breath.

Last month, Liam had a sudden heart relapse. He flew me back from Europe overnight, made me sign the share transfer, and asked me to go undercover at this branch to inspect the grassroots level.

The official press release isn't until next week. Thats why nobody knows the boss has already changed.

I didn't want to waste my breath arguing. I knew they wouldn't believe me anyway, so I turned to walk toward Manager Howard's office.

But Elena blocked my path, a nasty smirk on her face. "What, going to run to Howard to save you?"

The coworkers let out ugly laughs, as if they had just uncovered a dirty secret.

"No wonder shes so arrogant. Shes sleeping with Manager Howard! Some people really have no shame, sleeping with a married man to get ahead in the workplace!"

"She looks so innocent, but shes just a cheap slut who seduces older men. How does someone like her even get hired?"

The malicious insults washed over me like a toxic wave.

My hands clenched into tight fists. I was shaking with rage.

But they outnumbered me. Fighting them physically right now would be foolish.

So, I violently shoved a nearby desk. The computer, keyboard, and files crashed to the floor with a loud bang.

The door of the manager's office at the very end of the hall finally swung open. Howard roared, "Who the hell is making all this noise?!"

I smirked. "Howard! Get out here and control your staff. They are literally stepping on their boss!"

I sneered in my head. Elena, and all you enablers, I will make you pay.

Howards arrival made the crowd instantly shut their mouths.

I looked at the smug Elena and said coldly, "Now, pack your trash and get the hell out of here!"

But she didn't move. Instead, she raised her chin even higher.

I frowned. To my surprise, Howard walked right past me. He bowed and scraped to Elena with a disgusting, sycophantic smile.

"Oh, Elena, sweetie! I just got a call from Mr. Grant. I had no idea you had a relationship with him! Forget a full-time offerif you want my manager position, its yours!"

Everyone gasped.

My frown deepened.

Mr. Grant? Which Mr. Grant?

Elena raised her chin proudly, a pink flush of vanity on her cheeks. "Julian is so extra. I told him I wanted to get into this company on my own merit. I can't believe he still called you."

The office erupted into whispers.

"Julian Grant?! Elena actually knows Julian Grant? They must be really close!"

"I can't believe Elena has such a powerful boyfriend but still worked so hard and treated us so nicely. Unlike some trash who sleeps with the manager and bullies Elena!"

I ignored their whispers. My mind was a complete mess.

Julian Grant...

Wasn't that the fianc my parents arranged for me?

Elena looked down her nose at me. "Howard, I don't care about some entry-level job. Im going to be Mrs. Grant soon. I was just here to experience how the commoners live. But this bitch dared to insult me and pretend to be the owner. She needs a lesson."

With that, she violently slapped me across the face.

The force of the blow made my knees buckle. I fell to the floor, the metallic taste of blood filling my mouth.

I was furious. I grew up pampered by my parents and spoiled by Liam. I had never received such humiliation in my entire life.

I grabbed a cup of hot coffee from a nearby desk and threw it right at Elenas face.

She let out a piercing shriek. Her face contorted in pain. "Ah! My face!"

"Howard! Destroy her!"

I stood my ground. Howard should know who I am. He wouldn't dare touch me unless he wanted to ruin his own career.

But apparently, Howard didn't care about his career anymore.

He grabbed my wrists, pinning them behind my back. His greasy eyes traveled up and down my body as he dragged me into his private office.

The coworkers watched the show, and not a single person stepped in to help.

He threw me onto the couch. The sound of the door locking made a chill of dread run down my spine.

I quietly reached into my pocket, trying to call Liam on Snapchat.

But Howard slapped the phone out of my hand. The screen shattered into pieces on the floor.

Howard sneered, showing his yellow, decaying teeth. "You little bitch! Trying to call for help? No way! Do you know who you messed with? Thats Julian Grants woman!"

He leaned in closer, whispering creepily, "Since everyone already thinks youre sleeping with me, and you do have a pretty face... why don't you just submit to me?"

He leaned down, sniffing my neck.

I felt like throwing up. I screamed, "Get the hell off me! I am Liam Monroe's sister! I am the new CEO! Touch me and I will make sure you rot in prison!"

Howard didn't believe a word. He violently tore open my shirt.

The cold air hitting my skin made goosebumps break out all over my body.

"Youre the CEO? Then Im the King of England! It's only your second day here and you're already talking out of your ass. Do you think I'm stupid?"

He pinned me down with his heavy body. I couldn't move.

I fought with all my might, but the physical difference was too great.

As I struggled, I suddenly saw a row of tripods and cameras set up right outside the glass window of his office.

They were live-streaming this!

Elena stood outside, a sadistic smile on her face. She yelled into her phone, "Come look, everyone! The new girl, Chloe Monroe, tried to seduce the department manager to steal my job! I worked so hard for three months, and she tried to take it away by selling her body! Where is the justice?!"

Inside, Howard suddenly let go of me, dropped to his knees, and squeezed out fake tears.

"Im a married man! She drugged my coffee and forced herself into my office! She even threatened to commit suicide if I didn't give her the job!"

Howard changed his face faster than a professional actor. In just a few words, he made me the predator.

This "office scandal" drama instantly attracted over a hundred thousand viewers to the TikTok live stream.

The comments section went wild, demanding I be fired and canceled.

Vile insults flooded the screen.

"Is this the girl from the local strip club?"

"Id pay fifty bucks to have her for a night."

"People these days will do anything for money. So shameless!"

"Can we get some sympathy for the manager? He has a family to feed. He was forced into this!"

As the viewer count skyrocketed, the internet mob went out of control.

Some "righteous" trolls photoshopped my face onto pornographic images and shared them across Twitter. Others created memorial photos of me, telling me to go kill myself.

Elena watched the comments roll in, laughing hysterically. She was waiting for me to go crazy and break down.

I silently buttoned my shirt.

I could have tried to explain, but my identity would be revealed sooner or later. Why not play along with them?

I wanted to teach them a lesson: the higher you climb, the harder you fall.

So, I stayed silent and waited.

But my silence only angered Elena.

She scowled, her eyes glinting with madness. She smiled at the camera. "Guys, to rid society of this trash, we need to teach her a real lesson. Lets play a little game. Let's call it 'The Human Puppet'!"

"Whatever you guys comment in the chat, I will do to her in real life!"

The live stream erupted in cheers.

A terrible feeling of dread washed over me.

In the next second, Elena burst into the office and ripped my earring straight out of my earlobe. Blood dripped down my neck. The sharp pain made me break into a cold sweat.

"First command completed! Keep them coming, guys! The best idea gets a ten-thousand-dollar cash prize!"

The atmosphere in the office turned electric.

Realizing things were getting dangerous, I found an opening, pushed past her, and ran out of the office toward the elevator.

But the moment I got out, my coworkers formed a human wall, blocking me.

"Where do you think you're going?! You stole Elena's job! You brought this on yourself, and we're not letting you go. Justice will be served today!"

My nails dug into my palms. I felt a mixture of rage and absolute disbelief.

Elena walked over slowly. "Why the rush? The game has just begun. The second command is... burning her face with a cigarette."

"Such pretty skin. Its almost a pity. But I already made a promise to my viewers, and I can't break it. You'll just have to bear with it, sweetie."

With a sick smile, Elena picked up a lit cigarette from an ashtray and thrust it toward my cheek.

I tried to dodge, but Howard held my head tightly from behind.

The burning cherry of the cigarette sank into my cheek. The pain was excruciating, like my bones were being crushed. I couldn't help but scream, tears streaming down my face.

"Elena, I will fucking kill you!"

I leaned forward and bit her hand hard. Elena shrieked and jumped back.

"Let go, you bitch! That hurts! You dare to fight back? I guess we're being too easy on you!"

She looked at me like I was a piece of meat on a chopping block. After her anger passed, she sneered again.

"Oh, don't be so mad. The game isn't over yet!"

Elena scrolled through her phone. Suddenly, her eyes lit up with excitement.

"Strip her naked and make her run. Hahaha! Who came up with that? You just won ten thousand dollars!"

I gasped, my heart hammering against my ribs. These people were absolute monsters!

Elena ordered the coworkers to strip me.

I fought with everything I had, but three male coworkers pinned me to the ground, leaving me with zero room to resist.

Soon, I was stripped down to my bra and underwear, shivering in the cold office air.

Howards disgusting, rough hands began to touch my skin.

Elena pointed the camera directly at my exposed body.

The crowd cheered.

The viewers in the live stream were still spamming commands, complaining they didn't win the cash prize.

What kind of world was this?

Just because of a stupid job, what did I do to deserve this?

I closed my eyes in despair, ready to give up.

A single tear rolled down my temple.

Just then, a booming, angry voice echoed through the hallway.

"What the hell are you all doing during work hours?! Do you all want to be fired?!"

I opened my eyes and looked toward the entrance.

My heart skipped a beat.

It was Julian Grant!