Chapter 1

Lately, I noticed that my custom panties kept disappearing—a few pieces here and there, every few days.

When I asked my husband Derek about it, he just shrugged it off, saying I must have carelessly misplaced them somewhere.

At the company's annual gala, while everyone was eating together, a system prompt suddenly echoed in my mind:

[Mind-reading mode is now activated.]

Before I could even process what was happening, another voice followed:

[The thrill of being touched by Serena's husband while wearing her panties is absolutely exhilarating!]

[Harder... yes... I'm coming!]

My blood ran cold as I looked at Derek sitting beside me.

His hand was hidden beneath the table, and his assistant Vanessa was biting her lip with a flushed expression, as if she was trying to hold something back.

They were flirting right here at the dinner table—in front of everyone!

Fine then. Don't blame me for spicing things up.

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Before I could fully react, the voice in my head grew even more shameless:

[Derek's hand is so hot... this lace is digging into me so tight.]

[Harder... feel good, yes! I'm coming!]

Lace panties...

Last week, Derek had taken me to a lingerie boutique to have them custom-made.

Purple lace with an iris flower pattern.

He said they'd look sexier on me.

I wore them once, and then they vanished.

The voice echoing in my mind—I recognized it immediately. It was Vanessa, Derek's assistant.

Our company only hired top graduates, yet she'd landed the assistant position with just a high school diploma. I always assumed it was because she was exceptionally capable.

The truth is, she climbed her way up by sleeping with my husband.

Derek's left hand was clearly under the table, and Vanessa's eyes had that distant, glazed look.

Everyone was tipsy from drinking, so no one was paying attention to what was happening below.

Hoping to confirm my suspicions, I deliberately dropped my fork and bent down to take a look.

But Derek stopped me before I could.

With a perfectly considerate expression, he said, "You're wearing a dress—it's not easy to bend down. Let me get it for you."

His smile was so warm and thoughtful. Flawless.

Then, the voice returned:

[Thank God Derek reacted fast, or they would've seen my panties on the floor. He's so bad, pulling them off like that. But going commando feels kind of exciting!]

My face went pale. The filth I was hearing made me sick to my stomach.

Derek stood up, raising his glass and gesturing for everyone to follow:

"Our collaboration with Mr. Sullivan went incredibly smoothly, and Vanessa played a huge role in making it happen. Starting today, Vanessa will officially become the Director of Project Division One!"

The room erupted in applause. People stood up to toast her.

Vanessa smiled sweetly, graciously accepting every glass raised in her honor.

"Thank you all for your support."

[It's so breezy down there... what a rush!]

Derek noticed I hadn't moved from my seat. He frowned.

"Serena, do you have a problem with this?"

I looked up and challenged him directly.

"She's the Project Director now? Then what am I?"

Derek hesitated. Vanessa jumped in with a smug tone.

"Serena, you've been Project Director for a while now, but you haven't closed any major deals. Why not let me have the position? I'm confident I can do better than you!"

I had been Project Director for five years. I'd signed dozens of deals.

And as far as I knew, the entire company's operating funds came from those deals.

"Serena, you know how hard it was to land the Sullivan deal. Vanessa pulled it off, so she deserves this promotion."

"As for your position..."

Vanessa seized the moment. "Mr. Thompson, I'm new to the director role and still getting the hang of things. How about Serena becomes my assistant to help me adjust?"

Vanessa's flirtatious act was absolutely masterful.

Derek didn't hesitate. He made the decision on the spot.

I immediately protested. "I don't agree!"

Derek's face darkened. I had just embarrassed him in front of everyone.

"Serena! Personnel decisions are made by management. As an employee, you accept them!"

Colleagues started whispering:

"If you can't cut it, step aside!"

"All she does is collect a paycheck!"

"I heard everyone who worked on the Sullivan deal with Vanessa got double bonuses!"

"We backed the wrong horse!"

I clenched my fists and slowly exhaled.

"Fine. I'll step down."

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