From Cocoon to Butterfly: The Return of the Workplace Queen

At the awards ceremony, my best friend and my boss conspired to frame me, destroying my reputation.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of my interview, seven years earlier.

This time around

I smiled and tore up the “opportunity” offered by my two-faced best friend.

I fed my boss’s empty promises to the dogs with my own hands.

With the ability to foresee a crisis once a week, I fought my way from intern to CEO.

When all my enemies knelt and begged for forgiveness, I turned on the livestream camera:

“If apologies worked, what would we need the law for?”