Arriving at the company, I pushed open the door to Calvin Floyd’s office.

In a glance, it seemed I saw Calvin Floyd and his assistant, Wendy Pierce, engaged in something.

I felt a shiver and pretended not to notice, asking the assistant to leave.

Before Wendy Pierce left, I clearly saw the smugness, disdain, and jealousy in her eyes.

Calvin Floyd turned around, adjusting his clothes, and asked with feigned seriousness, “What are you doing here?”

I approached Calvin Floyd calmly and said, “This is also my company. Why shouldn’t I come?”

Calvin Floyd immediately became agitated: “You’ve been a stay-at-home mom since giving birth. Now that our daughter is...