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 Whitney sat on the sidewalk bench crying silently. As though on cue, it started raining heavily.

“Why!? Why! What have I ever done to deserve this!!” she soliloquized angrily.

She was not crying because she felt like a failure, She was crying because she had been staying strong all alone, with nobody to lean on.

Stayed strong for a very long time that, at this point, the tears couldn't help falling this time around. She just felt so tired of her predicament.

Earlier that day**

Whitney stared at the letter on her desk in despair. Who will she ask for help now?

Her brother Owen who is also the CEO was not even an option right now cause he hates her guts.

She stared at the dismissal letter again.

Why has life always been unfair to her?

She looked at her chubby reflection in the mirror. It's not her fault that she was born this way.

Ever since she was young, it was pretty much obvious to everyone that she looks and behaves differently from her family.

Her mother Lena was a hot model in her prime and is currently a well-known fashion designer. She is the perfect description of slim and sexy.

The perfect genes Whitney didn't inherit whereas her sister Gia inherited it all from their mom.

Gia has those sexy blue eyes that seem to make men go mad about her. She is slim, beautiful, and has the perfect hourglass figure.

Something Whitney can't even dream of having in years to come. Unlike Sheila, Sharon is the direct opposite. Even though she's the older daughter, she is the shortest in the family.

Along with her being chubby, unlike her mother and sister, she has brown hair and eyes which were the only thing she inherited from her father.

In addition to it all, she has always been an introvert from a young age.

She sighed and breathed in deeply before holding the letter. "I have to at least try pleading. This is my only source of income. I can't lose this now" she thought and walked out of her office.

Heading to the manager's office, she prayed silently hoping he would have sympathy for her.

As soon as she knocked she heard his voice.

That voice always sent shivers down her spine.

Do you know the kind of shiver I'm talking about? Not the good part of shiver, like the one you feel when you are in love.

It's the bad one. You know when you are afraid of someone and you shiver in fear. That's the shiver I'm talking about. Whitney walked into the office with a pleading expression. The manager looked up and smiled showing his dirty dark-brown teeth.

Everyone is well aware of how badly her family treats her so they treat her anyhow. They don't show her respect the way they do to Gia. They treat her like a queen while she is seen as a nobody.

“I see, Whitney you got the letter, right? I'm sorry about what happened. You are one of our best employees and the company is sad to see you leave,” he said still smiling.

Whitney is aware that he wasn't being truthful. Who will be sad to see her leave? No one. no one. The happiest person would be Owen.

He has been looking for ways to dismiss her. Shouldn't brothers be trying to protect their younger sisters so why is her own different?

Yes, he protects Gia like a mother hen does to her chicks. Like does complete opposite with her.

Sometimes she wonders if they are her siblings. There's that silent voice in her mind asking over and over again if she was an adopted child. 

“Sir, I haven't done anything wrong to deserve this letter. Please, Sir, you should reconsider. You have just said it yourself that I'm one of your best employees. Do you want to let me go?” she asked sadly.

The manager stood up exposing his protruding belly that wasn't obvious before when he was sitting. He walked closer to Whitney and put his chubby hands on her shoulder slowly caressing her.

Whitney swallowed feeling very disgusted.

“I gave you an option a few years ago but you rejected it. If you had accepted, I would have been able to save you now,” he said.

Whitney thought of how years ago when she joined the company. How naive and very sensitive she was. How it had upset her a lot when people said negative things about her body size and how her brother wouldn't even try to defend or protect her.

She had yet to accept then that Gia was and would always be everyone's favorite.

The manager had unexpectedly defended her then. He stood up for her and she felt safe that at least someone cared about her.

That feeling went on till she found out about his real motive.

He was a pervert.

An old stinky pervert who enjoyed luring new female staff and taking advantage of them.

“Sir, please take your hands off me. I didn't accept your offer years ago and I surely won't accept it today. You know it's rude to touch an engaged lady impolitely, Mr. Jean,” Whitney uttered shrugging his hands off her.

Mr. Jean stared at her feeling a little bit stunned.

For the first time since Whitney joined the company, she said his real name.

What happened to her calling him sir?

He felt slightly irked and annoyed.

He just gave her another chance to reconsider but she blatantly refused.

He doesn't want to have anything to do with being with an outcast anymore.

Someone whom the family doesn't even care about. He only wanted to help her before but she has proven stubborn over and over again by rejecting his kind offer.

“Then Miss Whitney, we have nothing to say again. Go to the financial department and collect your last paycheck. Then get the hell out of this company!,” Mr. Jean raised his tone while saying the last statement.

Whitney didn't say anything in return, thinking it was a mistake to come to him in the first place.

She just turned around and left.

Mr. Jean looked at her huge backside swaying sideways as she left then licked his lips with a lustful look.

On getting to the entrance of his office, Whitney suddenly stopped and turned around.

She didn't miss the lustful look on Mr. Jean's face.

She walked toward him feeling even more disgusted.

“Why have you come back?” Mr. Jean asked grumpily. He was enjoying watching her backside sway seductively but she suddenly turned around interrupting the show.

Whitney walked towards his center table and picked up a heavy book, then went back to him and said “ I've always wanted to do this.”

Before Mr. Jean could ask what she mean, she lifted the book and hit it on his potbelly. He screamed out in pain.

Ouch! He didn't see that coming.

Satisfied, she dropped the book on his desk and turned around to walk out.

"You are fired, you dirty bitch!" He yelled after her.

Whitney smiled sadly and glanced at him "I know. You can't fire me twice."

Mr. Jean face contorted with a mixture of pain and frown.

He just wanted to bed her.

He wanted to know if her coochie taste good since her body doesn't but he was more irritated by her proudness.

"How dare she be ugly and proud?" He thought and shook his head.

***

“Here it is,” the lady said throwing the paper check at Whitney.

She blushed in embarrassment not in one bit surprised though, as she bent down to pick it up.

 This has been part of her daily experience since she started working at the company.

She sighed deeply and thought, that maybe it is for the better that she got fired. At least she would suffer less disrespect than she used to.

But how would she survive without a job?

The question kept bugging her mind.

Just before she could reach the entrance, she bumped into someone and a briefcase fell.

“Bitch! Watch where you are going!”  Whitney looked up as soon as she heard the person's voice.

It was Owen.

He bent down and picked up his suitcase and before she could say anything, he spoke,“ I hope you got the letter bitch. Don't ever come back to this company ever again. I know you can't survive without this company.” Disgusted at the sight of her.

She swallowed the apology that was about to come out of her mouth and looked at him angrily. “I can do without this goddamn company!” she replied angrily.

Owen looked at her surprised cause she has never spoken back to him before.

She has always been quiet no matter how he and Gia bullied her.

At the moment, it seemed like it was another lady standing in front of him.

Where is the Whitney he knew?

He chuckled and retorted, “ I almost forgot that you got yourself a rich boyfriend. Are you gonna run to him for help now that you have no job? Aren't you scared that he might dump you?”

Whitney looked at him angrily and spat out,“ He's not as unreliable as you!” She can tolerate anything against her but she won't tolerate a single bad word said against Karl.