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    With no new assignments immediately thrown her way, the tension around her shoulders began to ease.


    Yvonne was finally starting to rx, thinking Heidi was done piling on tasks for the day—when, out of nowhere, something went wrong!


    The editor-in-chief, Morse Griffin, burst from his office and mmed a copy of thetest issue onto Heidi’s desk, fury in his voice.


    “Heidi! This is going to print. How did this slip through?”


    His voice boomed across the room, freezing everyone in ce. Heads turned. Even Yvonne tensed.


    The team had been working overtime for days to finish the special edition—any mistake now would be a disaster.


    “What’s the problem?” Heidi asked, keeping her voice even as she opened the magazine and began flipping through the pages.


    “What’s the problem? The preview copies have already gone out, and you’re asking what’s wrong? What kind of job are you doing? What kind of review process are you even following? Just throwing anything in? Is ‘Nature’s Essence’ trying to get itself pulled off the shelves?”


    Morse’s face was flushed with rage.


    Everyone on the team shrank back in their seats, hoping his fury wouldn’tnd on them next.


    Heidi flipped through the special edition. The moment her eyesnded on the problem, her expression shifted.


    Her hands shuddered slightly, and for a second, her mind went numb. Then she looked up and locked eyes with Yvonne. “Yvonne Jimenez was in charge of this piece.”


    Caught off guard by the sudden me, Yvonne paused. Then, she rose from her seat and walked over, greeting them with calm respect.


    “I’m Yvonne, Mr. Griffin.”


    Morse eyed her for a moment. Her tone was polite, her stanceposed. Remembering she was new, he gave a short snort, his anger cooling slightly.


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    Still, his attention shifted back to Heidi. “You’re the leading section editor. Final approval rests with you. New hire or not, a mistake like this falls on your shoulders. Where’s your professionalism?”


    Heidi paled, her thoughts racing behind a tight expression.


    Yvonne took the magazine from his hand and spoke steadily. “If the fault lies with me, I’ll take responsibility. There’s no need to ce the me on her.”


    Morse blinked, taken aback by herposure, but his temper red again just as quickly. “How noble. But no one’s asking for a martyr. A blunder this big could get you fired!”


    Yvonne paged through the issue until she found the article she’d worked on.


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