At midnight, my boss arrived at my house in tears, completely broken—unaware that I had just received instructions to des.tr*y her.

“I didn’t know where else to go…” she whispered. “I’m sorry.”
No one expects the CEO of a multinational company to show up at a subordinate’s door after midnight—soaked to the skin, makeup streaked down her face, arms wrapped around herself as if she might shatter at any second. Yet that was exactly how Aurora Salgado Montes stood on my …

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