Only $300 for the top closer Yeah, I'm done

I carried nearly all of my boss's results on my back, yet at the end of the year, he rewarded me with only $387. Then he turned around and gave $100,000 to his mistress, a woman who barely did any real work, while mocking me as someone who would be nothing without him. He thought I would keep taking it. So I quit. And the clients who truly trusted me walked away with me. The boss who once looked down on me quickly found himself desperate—but he still believed I was someone he could humiliate. Only when they came asking for my help did they finally realize that I had never been as ordinary as they thought. They once believed they could climb higher by stepping on me. Now every one of them will answer for what they did.