Samantha struggled against their grip maniacally. “I’m not leaving! I’m the manager of the design department. Unless I hear it from Mr. Russell, no one can make me leave!”

She had forgotten that she had once offended Dexter.

“How do you call yourself a designer when you copy other people’s work? I can’t believe you dare to stay here. We have the right to fire you immediately, you know!”

With bloodshot eyes, Samantha ran to Josie. “You’re behind this! You set up a trap for me!”

Josie took a step back and said calmly, “Just leave as Mr. Davidson did.”

“Bring her away!” Phil commanded.

The security guards caught hold of Samantha and dragged her out of the building in an embarrassing manner.

office now knows

of relief and smiled.

left, speculating about who the next

You told him that there would be

thoughts. I didn’t inform Mr. Yves, but… I told

to bring him a note: ‘If you like drama, come to

didn’t show up. Instead, he told Phil, who had the authority and was more appropriate to

was

that, everyone knew that Josie was not someone to cross with, and no one dared

sunlight poured through the French windows and shone on Dexter’s face in a meeting room on the top floor, making his facial

put the coffee down. She glanced at his laptop screen without meaning to and

at the

the window without

checking

pursue the topic further and walked out in a daze. It seems to be… the

called a number. “Hey Lucy, it’s

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