I, with dual PhDs from a prestigious university, once stood at the height of ambition and recognition. But now, I found myself bowing to Karen humbly, allowing her to pour a glass of red wine over my head.The professors and classmates who once held high hopes for me now viewed me with disdain, calling me the pet of the rich, a puppet of the wealthy, a disgrace to men as a whole.My friends, too, had drifted away, scorning me for being Karen's slave and believing I had lost my dignity and self-respect.Relatives who had once cheered for my achievements now kept their distance, aware that I had become a servant to the city's elite.Yet only I knew the immense cost of my mother's surgery, medication, and chemotherapy. It was this burden that led me to serve the Moore family for five years.Every day, Karen would humiliate me, acting high and mighty as she said, "Andy, you're a spineless loser. You can't survive without me!"In fact, I felt nothing but disgust for Karen. The slave contra

Karen seemed to lose interest when I didn't react, so she left, but not before kicking me and muttering, "Urgh! You disgusting freeloader."Once she was gone, I stood up calmly and dusted off my clothes.Just then, the butler approached and informed me that Bill wanted to see me in the study.I made my way upstairs and opened the door to the study, finding Bill sitting on the sofa with a cup of coffee. He noticed my swollen face and sighed with a hint of helplessness. "Andy, come and sit down."I chose the seat furthest from him, waiting for him to speak.Bill sighed once more and said, "If it weren't for that misunderstanding back then, you wouldn't be here now. Do you hate the Moore family?"I smiled faintly, shaking my head without showing any emotion. "No. Misunderstanding or not, the arrangement with you is the best outcome, Mr. Moore.""I'm glad you see it that way." Bill nodded.I met his gaze. "Don't worry, Mr. Moore. I'll remain loyal and obedient to Karen and do my best for

Oliver's words dripped with disdain for me while flattering Karen. He mocked me for once being the top student, only to end up as a lowly employee now. At the same time, he lavished compliments on people like Karen, who had become a boss without a degree.But Karen wasn't fooled. She shot him a cold look. "Don't insult workers, okay? Our company doesn't have employees who bark like dogs! He's just leeching off the Moore family!"Her harsh words stunned the alumni, leaving Oliver momentarily speechless.It seemed he didn't anticipate that in Karen's eyes, my status at Moore Group was so low that I wasn't even worth considering as a person.Being the sycophant he was, Oliver quickly shifted to appease Karen. "Ms. Moore, your judgment is accurate! We didn't expect Andy, our genius, to be a shameless freeloader."Malice spread like wildfire. Soon enough, others chimed in to ridicule me."Even with two PhDs, he's still shamelessly sticking to Ms. Moore. That must be true love! But the stat

When George heard I was leaving the Moore Group, he seemed pretty surprised. To him, my loyalty was almost beyond belief.He didn't rush to speak; instead, he waited for me to explain further, so I continued."The shift to a global economy and the strengths of the supply chain make international expansion crucial. Especially for your Giantech Building Materials. It needs fresh energy. Waveland Port holds amazing strategic value. One investment there could mean lasting benefits. I'll be staying in the foreign trade industry, where I do best, and I'm hoping you'll be my first client."George laughed heartily, giving my shoulder a firm pat. "That's the spirit of youth! You've got my full support!"Discussing business with someone as sharp as George was enjoyable, and before I knew it, evening had arrived.George received a call from home, so I took the opportunity to step out, claiming I needed a restroom break but actually heading to the entrance to have a smoke.About ten minutes later

I knocked on the office door and waited patiently until Karen finally opened it."Get the fu*k in."She walked back to her seat, putting her feet up on my desk. Her phone was set to speaker, and she was chatting with Paul Cook."Who's there, my darling Karen?""Just my pet," Karen replied, gesturing toward the floor beneath her feet, where a cup of coffee had spilled, leaving the cup broken."You're dressed nicely today. Now get down there and wipe up that coffee with your shirt. Not a single drop should remain."Karen leaned back, giving me a mocking smile.I swallowed my anger and knelt to clean the floor with my sleeve.Paul's laughter came through the phone. "Karen, you're impressive. Even your pet listens better than others.""He stuck around on his own, begged to be my pet, so now he has to listen.""It's an honor for him to be a pet with you, the goddess.""Charmer, wanting me to spoil you, aren't you?" Karen asked playfully.Paul picked up on her hint, "Then tonight, I'll make