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    “Heidi! Where’s your professionalism? Is this the magazine you approved? How could you miss such an obvious mismatch between the images and the text? Or did you do it on purpose?” His voice was low with anger.


    Heidi’s mouth opened, then closed again. Her words came out in a rush. “Mr. Griffin, please, I swear I didn’t mean to! I must’ve missed it during the review. It won’t happen again. Please, just give me one more chance…”


    “You always find fault with Yvonne,” Morse cut in, his voice rising. “But the truth is, you’re the one causing the problems!”


    Heidi shrank under all that fury. She didn’t dare respond.


    Yvonne cleared her throat. “Mr. Griffin, there’s one more thing.” At that, the faint flicker of hope returning to Heidi’s eyes instantly dimmed.


    She turned to re at Yvonne with malice.


    But Yvonne merely raised an amused brow, unbothered, and handed her phone to Morse. “This is a video of that meeting I identally recorded while vlogging. I’d left my camera running at work that day and only found the footage recently. It shows Miss Fuller signing off on the print version—even though she clearly saw there was an issue with the proof.”


    Morse tapped the screen, and the video began to y. There was Heidi, seated at her desk, flipping through the proof copy before scribbling her name at the bottom of the approval form.


    Yvonne stepped beside Morse and paused the video at the precise moment Heidi turned to the portrait section—one featuring the influencer’s photos.


    Yvonne had recently acquired the rights to that portrait collection and had shown them to Morse, expressing her ns to include them in the next issue. The vivid colors and striking palette had clearly made an impression on him. He recognized them instantly.


    As soon as his eyesnded on the familiaryout, his expression darkened with realization.


    “Heidi,” he said coldly, “I thought you were careless, but I didn’t know you were this malicious! The evidence is right here. How do you n to exin yourself?”


    “It really wasn’t me…” Heidi stammered.


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    “Still denying it?” Yvonne’s files were correct—she was the one who submitted the version with the authorized photos! And then you had the audacity to sign off on a wed proof? This goes way beyond carelessness. This is intentional sabotage!”


    With a loud m, Morse brought his hand down on the desk, rattling everything on its surface. “You’re fired! We won’t keep someone who puts the entirepany at risk!”


    “No—please!” Heidi burst into tears, falling to her knees beside the desk, clinging to Morse’s sleeve. “I’m begging you—just one more chance! I can’t lose this job!”


    “You’ve had more than enough chances,” Morse snapped, pulling away. “Mistake after mistake, and now this? You tried to frame your own colleagues? You’ve vited everything thispany stands for, and there’s no way I can help you anymore. Pack your things and go.”


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