The moment Veronica stepped into the office, every conversation stopped. Employees turned in their chairs, their eyes following her graceful movements across the polished floor. The afternoon sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows seemed to highlight her presence, making her appear almost ethereal among the stark corporate setting.

A young developer near the coffee station couldn't contain his curiosity. "Mr. Reid, is this beautiful woman really going to be working with us?" His voice carried a mixture of excitement and disbelief.

Dario felt a surge of pride as he observed his team's reaction to Veronica. "Word travels fast around here." His lips curved into a satisfied smile. "Let me properly introduce everyone to our newest addition. This is Veronica Murray, and she'll be joining DataPulse as our..."

The introduction was cut short as Mitchell's voice sliced through the air like a blade. "Mr. Reid, did you actually terminate Niall's employment because of her?" His tone carried an accusatory edge that made several nearby employees shift uncomfortably in their seats.

The casual atmosphere in the office instantly grew tense. Dario straightened his shoulders, his expression becoming more serious. "That's correct. Let me clarify the situation for everyone..."

But Mitchell wasn't interested in explanations. His gaze shifted to Veronica, studying her from head to toe with obvious skepticism. "Niall just completed her doctoral studies at a prestigious top-ten university, and she's only twenty-five years old. Ms. Murray, if you managed to push someone of her caliber out of this position, your academic achievements must be absolutely extraordinary, correct?"

The memory of his earlier encounter with Niall was still fresh in Mitchell's mind. She had mentioned that Dario refused to hire her for personal reasons, though she had been deliberately vague about the specifics. Combined with witnessing that intimate embrace between Veronica and Dario, Mitchell had drawn his own conclusions. In his mind, nepotism was the only logical explanation for this decision.

DataPulse had always prided itself on recruiting the most brilliant minds in the industry. Finding someone who could match Niall's impressive credentials would be challenging enough within their company, let alone surpassing them nationally. The idea that this young woman standing before them could possess superior qualifications seemed implausible to him.

Without giving Veronica an opportunity to defend herself, Mitchell continued his verbal assault. "Ms. Murray, you appear far too young to have even started your doctoral program, much less completed it." His words dripped with condescension as he crossed his arms over his chest.

Dario recognized that this conversation was spiraling into dangerous territory. The complex history between Veronica and Niall made any public discussion inappropriate, and he had planned to address Mitchell's concerns privately later. However, Mitchell's unexpected confrontation had caught him completely off guard.

His eyebrows drew together in a warning frown. "Mitchell, this isn't the appropriate time or place..."

Mitchell misinterpreted Dario's intervention as favoritism, which only fueled his frustration further. "Mr. Reid, I'm addressing Ms. Murray directly," he announced loudly enough for the entire office to hear.

His attention returned to Veronica with laser focus. "Why is it so difficult for you to discuss your educational background? What's preventing you from speaking for yourself? Are you unable to pass your doctoral examinations, or perhaps your university lacks sufficient prestige to mention publicly?"

Despite the hostile interrogation, Veronica maintained her poise with remarkable grace. Her voice remained steady and clear as she responded, "You're absolutely right that I haven't successfully completed my doctoral examinations yet, however..."

The partial admission was exactly what Mitchell had been waiting for. A triumphant smirk spread across his face as he felt vindicated in his suspicions. Not every woman possessed Niall's exceptional intellect and achievements, and this seemed to prove his point perfectly.

He cut her off with a derisive laugh. "However what? What possible justification could you offer? Even without a completed doctorate, do you honestly believe your professional expertise rivals that of our established team members? What could possibly give you such confidence? Is it simply because you're accustomed to receiving praise based on your appearance rather than your abilities? Do you genuinely think you possess real talent and knowledge?"

The blood rushed to Dario's face as his anger reached a boiling point. "Mitchell, that's enough!"

While healthy skepticism about new hires was understandable and even welcomed, Mitchell had crossed every professional boundary by launching such a personal and demeaning attack on Veronica. The disrespect was absolutely unacceptable, and Dario felt his protective instincts surge forward.

In a dramatic gesture that stunned everyone watching, Mitchell reached up and pulled the company identification badge from around his neck. The lanyard snapped as he held it up for everyone to see. "I'm submitting my resignation, effective immediately."

Dario stared in shock at the badge dangling from Mitchell's fingers. "You can't be serious!"

Mitchell's voice carried deep disappointment as he addressed his former boss. "Mr. Reid, I genuinely believed you were the kind of leader who valued true talent above all else, someone who never allowed personal relationships to compromise professional judgment. It's clear that I was completely wrong about your character and principles."

Without another word, he turned his back on the stunned office and walked toward the exit with determined steps.

Dario felt a wave of frustration wash over him as he watched one of his most valuable employees prepare to leave. "Mitchell, wait! Take some time to cool down and think this through. When you're ready to have a rational conversation, my door will always be open for you..."

But Mitchell didn't slow his pace or acknowledge the offer. The sound of his footsteps echoed through the silent office until the elevator doors closed behind him, leaving behind a room full of bewildered employees and an atmosphere thick with unresolved tension.