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The Career Woman

BTB (Burn The Bitch/Bastard) revenge stories are big revenge weapon collections (I wrote more) or simple twisted stories (I wrote more too). However I have read very few where the BTB revenge is only one simple sentence. I try one. Chapter 1. End of My Career Amy: My whole life was almost a success until I became thirty-seven years old. I learned well in the high school. I was not ugly girl but I was not stunning beautiful. It is very interesting in contrast to the majority of women who become less beautiful with the age, I became prettier. Now I think I am very lucky and happy, but I could not believe in my happiness when I turned thirty-seven. I was born as Amy Wentworth in West New York State, near Buffalo. I was the third child of my parents. My brother and my sister had families with kids, when I began the college, so nobody waited any grandchild from me. I was a late kid and my parents gave much fondness which made me become a little spoiled kid. I attended college to study Business Administration. I dated some boys, but I was not a party girl. I was the average college girl. When the “great love” had just reached me my boyfriend cheated on me, so I left the college in loneliness. I left my parents’ town too and I moved to Seattle. I started at a medium firm and I found myself to organize my career. I buried myself in hard work and I had an excellent sense of the business world. The bosses discovered my abilities soon and in spite of my youth I became the CEO’s right ...

... hand. I reached this position without any corporate whore occupation in my twenty-seven years of age. I dated some men, but I think the deep love and the subsequent disappointment, which was in my mind, prevented the abandonment of my career. I was the identical career woman and I could prove my talent and I gathered much knowledge as the right hand of the CEO. Unexpectedly the CEO and the main owner of our company died in a traffic accident so I became the CEO at this middle-sized company at my thirty years old. I worked hard and my colleagues were very good. I could motivate them well and our company began to increase bigger. My and my company’s success was my downfall. The six years success was not enough for the heirs, who wanted much more interest from their heritage therefore they sold the company to a bigger competitor. I worked hard for the successful unification. I was a little lucky after unification, because the bigger company gave a little part of its share and a big sum was my benefit for such smooth unification. For my conscientious work the bigger company paid my retirement too. If I lost my fortune I should not work at all. However I lived alone and almost my every income was invested well, so I became an extremely wealthy woman in my thirty-seven years old age. My privacy almost was a non-existent thing. I had some boyfriends, between them some flings, but I lived for the work and my career. My last affair was a fifteen years younger boyfriend, I broke of him ...