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.

now knows that she’s

sigh of relief and

the rest of the colleagues left, speculating about who

you? You told him that there would be drama

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

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

saw that, but he didn’t show up. Instead, he told Phil, who

was the best

everyone knew that Josie was not someone to cross

French windows and shone on Dexter’s face in a meeting room on the top floor,

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

the surveillance cameras,

without even

just checking

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