StartNovelChapter 987: "Yvonne..." Morse exhaled heavily, his eyes drifting as if the right words refused to come.
After a pause thick with hesitation, he finally said, "What matters most here is honesty. If you made a mistake, we wouldn't be harsh. But if you're not honest-that's a different issue entirely." "Mr. Griffin, if I'd messed up, I'd admit it. The original draft's still on my laptop. I can send it over right now." Morse let out another weary sigh, then waved her off. She turned to leave.
As she pulled the door shut behind her, she caught his mutter through the narrowing gap. "That Heidi... always leavescleaning up her mess." The moment Yvonne stepped into the open area, a flurry of voices rose around her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Yvonne, what happened in there? What's going on?" All eyes locked on her, curiosity practically humming in the air.
"It's nothing. Mr. Griffin said he trusts me," she replied, clear and loud enough for everyone to hear. Her gaze landed squarely on Heidi.
And just like she expected, color drained from Heidi's face.
Passing Heidi's desk, Yvonne noticed her hunched over, eyes glued to her screen, pretending not to notice a thing. She studied her quietly, then turned and made her way back to her seat.
But as she sat down, something didn't sit right.
She remembered Anya's interview-the one where the outfit had been sabotaged just before the shoot. They'd brushed it off back then, mostly because no one had linked it to Heidi, and the interview had gone smoothly. The matter was quietly dropped.
But now, looking back with sharper eyes, Yvonne couldn't ignore the signs. Heidi suddenly seemed like the most likely culprit.
She recalled how Heidi had lobbied hard for that interview, even though Anya had only agreed to speak with Margie. Still, Heidi insisted on tagging along to the stylist's fitting.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhere's the start g.a.ln.ov.l.].co.m After the rest of the team had clocked out that day, Heidi had lingered behind, saying she had to work late. She'd even reminded Yvonne to make sure nothing messed up the next morning.
The more she pieced it together, the more it felt like Heidi hadn't been helping—she'd been maneuvering. What Yvonne once mistook for help now seemed more like a setup. Shaking off the haze of suspicion, she pushed the thoughts aside and turned her attention to work.
She'd check the security footage later. The content isonovelenglish.net!
With that decision made, she buried herself in her tasks. The rest of the day passed without incident. After failing to throw Yvonne under the bus NO that morning, Heidi had kept her head down.
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