Just as I hung up, the car pulled up to our place.
After I stepped out, my phone vibrated continuously with notifications. It was from Carl’s company group chat, and when I clicked in, there were more than 99 unread messages.
At the very top was a photo Ivy had posted. In it, Carl was crouched on the ground, his face glistening with sweat as he repaired an electrical circuit for her.
“Mr. Erickson is worth billions, and he’s the future alpha of the pack! How is he still this thoughtful?”
“With a boss like him, I’d dedicate my whole life to the company!”
“If he was my alpha, I’d gladly pledge my loyalty to the pack forever.”
The comments that followed were filled with envy and teasing.
“I’ve never seen Mr. Erickson like that. Doesn’t he have germophobia? Doesn’t look like it to me.”
“Oh my God, a man out of his suit is so hot! I want to marry someone like him too. Hands off, everyone!”
“Our future luna posted the photo. Stop dreaming and get to work. ”
Once, when Carl couldn’t even afford to hire a secretary, I was his right hand who managed everything for him. But ever since Ivy took over, his attention had shifted to her while I was gradually forgotten.
I should’ve left this group chat long ago.
I scrolled through the messages one last time, then cleared the chat history and exited the group.
