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    Yvonne had barely settled into her seat when Heidi walked over.


    “Don’t think things will get easier now that you’ve passed probation. It only gets tougher from here, so you’d better stay sharp.”


    “Thank you for the reminder. I’ll do my best,” Yvonne replied sincerely. She knew that the higher the expectations, the more room there was to grow.


    Heidi, annoyed by Yvonne’s clueless optimism, returned to her desk and pulled out her phone to message Shelly.


    “Hey, Miss Tucker. Remember that Yvonne we mentioned? Can you believe it? She actually passed probation—even though she clearly has no idea what she’s doing!”


    “She passed? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”


    Shelly’s fingers tightened around her phone as her eyes narrowed at the screen.


    “Today’s her first day as a full-time staff member. Somehow, she managed tond an interview with Anthea Wace.”


    The thought of Yvonne and Margie basking in their sess made Heidi grit her teeth.


    “She’s really something. Anthea is not the only person she’s gotten close to, after all.” She added a sarcastic emoji and said no more.


    Heidi stared at the screen, her thoughts tangled.


    But once the workday officially began, the office buzzed with activity, and Heidi pushed the message aside.


    For Yvonne, not much had changed since the promotion, except that her workload had doubled.


    Thest issue of Nature’s Essence had been a hit, and now the team wanted to capitalize on the momentum with a special edition. With only three editors on the team, things had been chaotictely.


    Over the past few days, Yvonne had been reviewing articles and images nonstop, submitting them to Heidi, only to have them repeatedly sent back with criticism.


    After the umpteenth rejection, Yvonne kept herposure, but Heidi’s patience was wearing thin.


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    “Yvonne! Do you even understand what you’re doing? How could you turn in something like this?” she snapped.


    Yvonne bit her tongue and swallowed her frustration. Heidi was the chief editor, her word was final. Besides, the entire team had been stretched thin under the pressure.


    Yvonne returned to her desk and keptbing through submissions.


    After hours of sorting, she finally found one that met the mark and handed it in for approval. This time, Heidi said nothing. She ced the file on her desk and went back to herptop.


    Yvonne exhaled, relieved. At least that was one fire put out.


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