Jane stood at the center, still smirking, arms crossed as she bathed in the power she thought she had.To her, Steven Harris was just a janitor, nothing more. And Grace? She was a desperate cleaner with no hope."I have an idea," Jane said as her smirk grew wider. Grace knew that whatever she was about to say was nothing good, but she had no other choice but to listen to her."If she wants that cheque so badly, maybe she needs to show just how desperate she really is."Grace, still trembling on the floor, wiped her tear-streaked face with shaky hands.“If you want that cheque, I’ll give it to you. But there’s a price.”Grace’s eyes flicked up to Jane’s, filled with a mixture of hope and fear.“Oh yes,” Jane continued, circling her like a predator would its prey. “I’ll give it to you… if you get down on your knees and clean my shoe with your hair.”The room fell into a stunned silence, and Grace’s breath caught in her throat as she blinked, obviously horrified. Did she really just hear

Grace’s eyes were red as she joined her hands in front of her chest.Jane stood with a smirk plastered on her face as she held the Employee of the Year award with satisfaction. The sight of Grace begging her was so satisfying."How pathetic," Jane sneered. “I wish I could help you, Grace, but as I said earlier, I don't know anything about any cheque. I'm sorry I can't help you." Jane said, her voice dripping with false sympathy.Grace’s heart sank further into despair, and her vision blurred as she could no longer hold back her tears.The cheque was her only way to avoid being deported.It was her lifeline. Without it, everything would crumble, including her son's future.Grace felt so desperate that, without thinking, she lunged forward, her trembling hand grabbing at Jane’s wrist.“Please!” Grace’s voice cracked louder this time. “I don’t care about anything else—just give me the cheque! I need it! Please!”Jane yanked her hand back sharply, looking down at Grace as if she were noth

One of the officers, his voice shaky, took a step forward. “Mrs. Cloud… the law.."“The law?” Vanessa cut him off, her eyes narrowing as if daring him to finish.“I will send someone to your office to sort this out. And you will not, under any circumstances, lay a finger on her. Do I make myself clear?”The weight of Vanessa’s words landed heavily on the officers. They exchanged nervous glances before nodding quickly, backing away from Grace, whose sobs had quieted in shock.“But ma’am, we have—” the second officer began, but Vanessa turned on him with a glare so sharp it could have cut through steel.“I don’t care what you think you have. If you lay a finger on her, you are automatically an enemy of Lord Cloud."The officer immediately swallowed hard as Vanessa used Lord Cloud's name to threaten him. He certainly did not want to become an enemy of Lord Cloud; that was like signing his own death warrant.Vanessa continued, her tone softening slightly. “I will personally ensure that th

Grace’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the stack of cash Vanessa was offering her. Her fingers trembled, and she took a small step back, overwhelmed by the magnitude of the cash. She had never held, seen, or even dreamed of having such an amount of money.The rest of the employees watched with shock, and some with jealousy, as Vanessa handed out money that would take them weeks to work for, and Grace was receiving it just like that.“Mrs. Cloud… I can’t,” Grace whispered, shaking her head in disbelief. “This is too much. I… I don’t deserve this. No one has ever given me such an amount of money…”Vanessa's expression softened, and she stepped closer, pressing the money into Grace’s hands. “You do deserve this, Grace. More than anyone in this company. You've endured, worked hard, and you have barely gotten any recognition for it. Even when people like Jane tried to bring you down, you still stood strong."Tears welled up in Grace’s eyes again, and she gripped the money ti

Mr. Raynolds stood in his office, his hands trembling slightly as he stared at the closed door through which Jane had stormed out. He had seen the fire in her eyes, the deep hurt, and he knew she was right. He hadn’t done enough. He had failed her, and deep down, he hated himself for it.He couldn't just let her be humiliated like this, not after everything. He had to do something—anything—even if it was just to ease the daily torment she was facing in this company.With a heavy sigh, Raynolds reached for the intercom on his desk, his finger hovering over the button.“Enough is enough,” he muttered under his breath, pushing the button firmly.His voice cracked slightly as he spoke, trying to regain the authority he once held. "Attention, all employees. This is Mr. Raynolds. There will be an immediate company-wide meeting in the conference room. I expect every single one of you there within the next five minutes."The announcement echoed through the halls of Cloud Corporation, startli