<h4>Chapter 374: Chapter 374: Did You Really Think I Let Her Go?</h4>


    "Director Sinir..." Although Millie Langley was relieved she didn’t have to resign, she was still worried that Nina Sinir wouldn’t be able to resolve the issue, and she would end up being implicated.


    Nina Sinir gave her a reassuring look, "Don’t worry."


    Then, she took Reba Lowell’s design draft.


    Seeing that there was nothing more to see, everyone dispersed, except for Yvonne Crowe, who stood there unwillingly, her eyes dark with dissatisfaction.


    Yvonne had thought she could gain some advantage, but unexpectedly Nina Sinir managed to muddle through, leaving her with a feeling of discontent.


    What a pity!


    She leaned toward Reba Lowell and whispered, "Reba, how could you let Nina Sinir off so easily? If you’d pushed her to resign just now, I could’ve be the director and helped you."


    Yvonne’s words sounded nice, but in reality, it was for her own benefit to be the design director.


    Reba Lowell let out a light snort and said, "Do you really think I let her off?"


    Yvonne showed a puzzled expression upon hearing this.


    Reba Lowell smiled mysteriously, without revealing her intentions to Yvonne, leaving Yvonne itching with curiosity. However, she knew that as long as she continued to curry favor with Reba Lowell, she would gain more benefits in the future.


    Yvonne hurriedly ttered, "Reba, if you ever need anything from me, I’ll do my best to help."


    Reba Lowell certainly knew Yvonne was trying to gain benefits from her. Whether or not she would give her any benefits, she relished in the servility showered upon her.


    "Alright, since you’re so perceptive, I won’t forget your benefits."


    Yvonne’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, "Thank you, Reba!"


    After Nina Sinir returned to her desk, she spread out the design draft. Although it was stained with coffee, the base draft was still clearly visible and only required minor touch-ups and redrawing, which was not difficult for her.


    "Director Sinir, can this be restored?" Millie Langley asked anxiously from the side.


    "Yes."


    Upon hearing this, Millie Langley’s tense brows finally rxed, showing a relieved expression, "Great, if it can be restored, then I won’t be dismissed."


    Hearing Millie’s words, Nina Sinir smiled, "Rest assured, this isn’t a big deal, not enough for a resignation."


    "Director Sinir, you’re so kind, thank you!"


    Moved, Millie Langley looked at Nina Sinir with teary eyes, filled with heartfelt gratitude.


    Nina Sinir sighed softly and said, "This matter has passed for now, but things may not be peaceful in the future. Millie, you need to be careful not to let them find any leverage against you, and... forgive me for the inconvenience."


    Although this issue was stirred up by Millie Langley, the real reason she was targeted was because she was Nina Sinir’s assistant.


    Hearing Nina Sinir apologize to her, Millie Langley quickly waved her hands in a panic.


    "Director Sinir, I feel no grievance. I am your assistant, and these are things I should bear. It was myck of caution, and I will be more careful in the future."


    Nina Sinir heard this and curled her lips slightly.


    It seemed Millie Langley was a sensible young woman who didn’t resent being implicated.


    "Alright, let’s work together to restore the draft."


    "Okay!"


    Suddenly, Nina Sinir remembered something, her expression bing slightly serious.


    She said to Millie Langley, "By the way, starting today, record videos of me restoring the draft every day and post them online, without missing a single day."


    "Huh? Why? These design drafts haven’t been officially released; it’s not good to make them public like this, right?" Millie Langley asked, full of doubts.


    "Then post them on your private ount, where no one will see them."


    Nina Sinir was not doing this intentionally; her past experiences forced her to be cautious, afraid of falling into any traps again.


    "Alright, I do have a private ount with no followers, just a ce for me to vent and rant."


    "Okay, let’s start."


    Afterwards, the two of them began to restore Reba Lowell’s draft. The earlier incident quickly dissipated without leaving any repercussions.