I’d had enough. My boss was having an affair with the intern, and I was already planning to quit. So when his jealous wife called—like she always did—I finally told the truth. “Come see him with the hot new intern,” I said. To my surprise, she laughed. “Oh darling, I know! She’s my best friend’s niece. There’s nothing going on.”
I let out a slow, dry laugh. “Oh? Then I’m sure you know about the ‘late-night overtime’ at the hotel?” Silence. “What do you mean?” she asked, her voice tightening. “He checks into a hotel with her. Same room. Every time.” The line went dead quiet. “He said she needed mentorship,” she whispered. “He told me you were jealous of her.”