The Bonus That Broke Me

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d. "That' s just Mr.

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ion full of pity. "You' re expectin

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ousand dollars, Jen. I saw the

ilets and fixed printers. The humiliation I' d been swallowing for weeks turned to

lly, didn' t she?" I asked, t

That you didn' t deserve what you used to get. That th

as gone. My loyalty was dead. They had pushed me too far, and they had no idea what they had just unleas