They Replaced Me With an Intern, Now They’re Begging

"I was the firm’s star. The one they called for the impossible cases. My latest miracle? The “Titan Project” patent case.I made the firm a billion dollars.My cut was supposed to be a two-million-dollar bonus.But today, a fresh-faced intern waltzed off with it.I thought payroll had made a mistake and stormed straight into the senior partner's office.“Preston. My two-million-dollar bonus. Tell me there’s been a mistake.”Preston didn’t even bother to look up. “Victoria, I’ve looked into it. We won this case because of Chloe’s client management.”“She was schmoozing clients. Late-night golf games. Weekend yacht parties. While you were what, exactly?”“You never showed your face outside the courtroom. Teamwork is everything.”I almost laughed. It was absurd.“She’s a rookie who can’t even recite the rules of discovery.”“Enough!” Preston cut me off. “The firm doesn’t make mistakes. I see what everyone contributes.”“If you're not happy, you can prove your worth somewhere else.”He tossed a severance agreement on the desk.My heart went cold. I signed it on the spot.Before I left, I got the last word. “Preston, next time the firm has a real fight on its hands, you’d better call your social butterfly, Chloe. Don’t bother me.”He blew a perfect smoke ring, smirking right through it. Unfazed.Soon later, my phone blew up. It was him. Begging me to come back and save his ass."