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    They Were Now Turning on Her

    The woman with short hair was on the verge of tears, inwardly berating herself for her stupidity.

    This could have been easily settled with an apology, but the situation had escted beyond repair. How was she to mend things now?

    “Mr. Adams, we were just letting off some steam; we didn’t actually n to resign. It was Celia who gathered us to push Katelyn out. She even made us prepare resignation letters, but I didn’t really want to leave.”

    As she confessed, others quickly chimed in.

    While their initialints had been directed at Katelyn, they now turned their attention to Celia.

    They noticed Vincent’s mood was changing.

    Even if Vincent had sided with them over Katelyn, it would not have been favorable for them in the long run. The most sensible strategy now was to exin their side to Vincent and try to mitigate their losses.

    The woman with long hair stepped forward, her face a mix of distress and me.

    She looked at Vincent, her voice shaky.

    “Mr. Adams, resigning was not my intention either. Celia was behind it. She threatened us, saying if we didn’t resign, she’d make our time here miserable. She’s always manipted us; we had no choice but to go along with her demands.”

    The agreement among them was clear.

    Moments before, they were all set to resign under Celia’s lead, but now they were backtracking. They were no longer willing to endure her maniption. They quickly pointed fingers at Celia for years of coercion, dumping all the me onto her.

    Suddenly, it seemed as if everyone had be a “good actor.” Filled withints and charges, they portrayed themselves as victims in an effort to secure their ces within thepany.

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    Celia stared at them in disbelief, her eyes wide.

    “You! You guys…”

    She was utterly astounded.

    What was going on with these fools? They had resolved to stand together against Katelyn, but why were they all now turning on her?

    Vincent calmly set the resignation letter down on the table, his expression grave.

    “I waspletely unaware of the extent of such office bullying urring in our design department.”

    His tone was even, yet it sent shivers through the room.

    Celia, trembling yet defiant, was not ready to give up.

    “Mr. Adams, I’ve dedicated many years to thispany and have never harassed anyone. I can’t understand why they would make such usations; perhaps they’re attempting to curry favor with you.”

    A sudden realization seemed to dawn on her, stiffening her resolve. “I’m prepared to resign, but I refuse to ept these unfounded usations.”

    Katelyn observed Celia with a contemtive look. This scenario felt strangely familiar, as though she had encountered something simr in a story read by Lisp. Was it possible that these “vani girls” worldwide were all following a simr script?

    Celia appeared genuinely aggrieved, even beginning to wipe away tears.

    Normally portrayed as strong-willed, her tears now seemed unexpectedly sincere.

    At that moment, Katelyn, having been quietly watching the events unfold, turned her gaze to the woman with long hair.

    “We need concrete evidence here,” she said slowly. “If you’re using Celia of bullying, can you prove your im?”

    Celia’s heart sank.

    Crap. She had underestimated how difficult Katelyn would be.

    It was clear that Celia was orchestrating the narrative, trying to ensure her own removal while securing the others’ stay. The others seemed to grasp Katelyn’s intent.

    The woman with long hair, sensing an opportunity to distinguish herself, quickly intervened.

    “Mr. Adams,st month I submitted a design that was praised. However, to my astonishment, when it went public, Celia received the credit. You can verify this; the original draft is still on myputer.”

    “And I’ve experienced the same,” the woman with short hair chimed in.

    “From the start of our tenure here, we’ve all suffered under Celia, with each of us having our creations taken by her!”

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