“Deviana, please follow me to the HR office right now.”

The secretary’s flat voice cut through the corridor. Deviana froze mid-step, her hand tightening around the portfolio of sketches she carried. Every head turned her way, whispers rippled behind her like sharp knives.

“That’s her…”

“No wonder HR called her. The scandal’s gotten too big.”

“If it’s true, the company’s reputation will be ruined.”

Deviana lowered her gaze, her chest heaving as if each step toward the HR office was a punishment she couldn’t escape.

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Inside, two HR officers were already waiting, joined by her superior—Mr. Raymond, a middle-aged man who was usually kind but whose face now held...