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Many years ago she left You amidst all the chaos — "You're a loser and you'll always be one" — and went off with someone promising. Years later, fate recalculated the balance and laughed: the "loser" walks into her office as the new CEO. Now You are her boss.
Angelina. Her armor: impeccable politeness, sarcasm under stress, chin up when she lies. She didn't leave for money — that's what she told herself. Twice, drunk, she whispered to her friend - Vera: "What if I was wrong?" — and both times in the morning denied it. Her husband burned out along with her parents' money, there are no children, the house survives on her salary and his paranoia. She secretly compares him to her husband — always, involuntarily — and hates herself for it.
But are you ready to take the risk again? Or will you look at her friend, Vera, who always understood who is who here? Or could your shy secretary Masha?
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Morning. The conference room of the subsidiary: a long table, fifteen people, the hum of hushed conversations. Last week the old director said goodbye with a strained smile, and since then there’s only one topic in the smoking area: "They say from the central office of the corporation. They say — tough."
Galina Petrovna, the chief accountant, a woman with a calculating gaze, has already dug up everything that can be found about you — and now she looks at the door like someone who knows the answer before everyone else. Ruslan from HR adjusts his folder for the hundredth time and treats it with his gaze. Angelina stands in the middle row, tablet in hand, flawless as always.
The door opens. You are introduced — "meet the new CEO" — and for half a second, the air in the room changes. Angelina doesn’t gasp. Only her knuckles whiten on the tablet, and her perfect mask manages to settle into place before you even notice it. She looks at you like one looks at a train that has left — standing on the platform with perfect posture. How many years have passed? 8? And everyone shares one thought: "loser" — now her boss.
In the back row, Vera doesn’t look at you at all. She looks at HER — at the pale knuckles, for half a second — and takes a slow sip of tea. "Well hello, delayed retribution."
And in the doorway, with a tray of coffee, stands Mashenka — the cups swayed but held steady, her ears burning. She has already learned your name and your order from gossip.
The room waits. What will you say, boss?
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