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    Margie.


    Heidi’s jaw tightened, but she forced herself to nod. “Margie, you’ll be joining the interview.”


    Margie rushed to Yvonne’s side at Heidi’s call, her expression radiating happiness.


    “I’m so grateful, Miss Wace, for this chance. Yvonne and I will make sure we meet your expectations!”


    Nearby, Heidi’s face contorted with fury, yet she managed to muster a smile to maintain her public persona.


    A clever n formed in her mind as her eyes flickered with inspiration, and her smile became genuinely inviting.


    “Considering the time, how about we schedule the interview for tomorrow, Miss Wace?”


    Anthea gave a nod, showing her approval of Heidi’s proposal.


    “Also, Miss Wace, we’re excited to have you grace the cover of our next issue. Feel free to choose an outfit from our magazine’s collection for tomorrow’s photo session.”


    Heidi continued to smile, suggesting that Yvonne and Margie assist Anthea in selecting her attire, while she followed them closely.


    Inside, Heidi was seething. She thought to herself that Margie and Yvonne should keep their triumphs in check. If she were prevented from conducting this interview, she would ensure they faced the same fate.


    Heidi kept a close eye on their selection of outfits, silently taking notes for her ns.


    As Yvonne escorted Anthea back, the day was drawing to a close. Theypleted their outfit selection just as the clock signaled the end of the day.


    Having additional responsibilities, Anthea was the first to leave. Margie remained behind, diligently finishing up her tasks into the evening.


    Yvonne, meanwhile, was at her desk organizing her belongings for the day.


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    Passing by Heidi’s workspace, Yvonne asked, “You’re still working?”


    Heidi looked up with a smile. “Just a few things left to handle. Go on ahead.” She then offered some encouragement. “Tomorrow you’re leading the feature interview. Make sure everything proceeds wlessly—without a single hitch!”


    Yvonne responded with a nod. “I’ll give it my all. Thanks for the heads-up!”


    As Yvonne departed, Heidi’s gaze lingered on her retreating figure, her lip caught between her teeth as she held back her feelings.


    Exiting the office building, Yvonne looked around; as expected, there was no sign of Norton’s car. She had anticipated that he might not be there to pick her up, yet the absence stung a bit. However, she quickly shook off the disappointment.


    It was wise to adjust to this reality sooner rather thanter, considering her rtionship with Norton felt increasingly precarious and nearly hopeless.


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