“Who dares?” Vanessa slammed a thick folder onto the glass desk in her office. Her voice was cold, yet trembling with fury.

Two staff members standing before her exchanged nervous glances, afraid to speak.

“D-do you mean… is there something wrong with this report, Miss Vanessa?” one of them stammered.

Vanessa’s eyes narrowed, sharp as blades.

“Wrong? The problem is none of you can be trusted anymore! Someone leaked information. Do you think I don’t know?”

The staff froze, cold sweat trickling down their temples.

Vanessa paced back and forth, the staccato of her high heels striking against the marble floor.

“I’ve seen how you whisper in the hallways, how...