It was Cynthia s responsibility, Lara replied, barely able to hide her frustration. At first, the project was mine, and another colleague was helping me. But Cynthia wanted it for herself, so she went to Joanna and took the project right out from under us. It s bad enough she stole the work, but now she s let everything fall apart at the worst possible time. I can t stand it!
Linsey didn t answer right away. She fell silent, thinking through the situation carefully. Cynthia s work had always been average nothing remarkable but she wasn t the type to mess up a task this simple.
On top of that, the design drafts vanished right after Linsey had stepped back in as design director. The timing felt way too convenient. A strong suspicion settled in Linsey s mind. She couldn t believe this was all just by chance.
She fixed Lara with her usual steady and focused gaze. Lara, where is Cynthia right now?
Meanwhile, in the office of the marketing director, Cynthia was raising a glass with Joanna, both of them clearly in high spirits.
Relax, Joanna. I lied and told everyone the drafts were lost. In truth, I hid them at my place. Unless Linsey decides to search my home, there s no way she ll get her hands on them, Cynthia said, full of confidence.
Joanna smiled and nodded. Nicely done. I ll be sure to speak well of you to Felix and help move your promotion along.
Cynthia s face lit up with excitement and gratitude. Thank you, Joanna! Ever since the fiasco with the fake gift at the birthday party, Kylee had completely stopped speaking to her.
Cynthia blamed Linsey for the whole thing. She was convinced that if Linsey hadn t exposed the counterfeit gift, none of this would have happened, and she wouldn t have offended Kylee.
Now that Linsey had made things so difficult for her, Cynthia was determined to make Linsey pay as well.
All the clients scheduled for the design show were influential, including the head of CR Corporation. Cynthia felt confident that if Linsey failed to fix the problem, her standing in the industry would plummet, and Felix would never let her stay on as design director.
In the middle of their laughter, the office door suddenly swung open, and Linsey strode in without warning.
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Joanna jumped in surprise, nearly spilling her wine. When she saw Linsey, her smile vanished, and she shot her a cold glare. Have you forgotten how to knock?
Linsey s voice was distant. You haven t earned that kind of respect.
You Joanna sprang to her feet, fury in her eyes, as if she wanted nothing more than to throw Linsey out.
Ignoring her, Linsey turned straight to Cynthia, holding out her hand. Give them to me.
Cynthia blinked, acting clueless. What are you talking about? Read full story at find novel net
Linsey s expression hardened. Cut the act. I know you re hiding the design drafts. Hand them over now and don t ruin the show this afternoon.
Cynthia shook her head, her voice syrupy sweet. I told you already, they really are gone.
Are you testing me? Do you think I won t fire you on the spot? Linsey warned, her tone sharp.
With Joanna standing behind her, Cynthia looked unbothered. She even dared to sneer. Are you having trouble with basic comprehension? How many times do I have to repeat myself? Mistakes happen at work all the time.
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