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    After a quick summary, the PR manager retreated, lowering his head deferentially. With Harlee now in control, resolving the issue was no longer his responsibility.


    Jeff’s father, catching the signal from Dina, nodded knowingly.


    As Harlee drew nearer, he did something shocking.


    He dropped to his knees before her.


    “Miss Sanderson, I’m not here to make trouble. I just need answers! They said you authorized theyoffs. Why was my son—a model employee who worked diligently and secured his employment not with connections but withpetence—fired?”


    Harlee sidestepped to avoid facing Jeff’s father directly.


    Her expression hardened, and her tone turned icy and unyielding.


    “A model employee, you say? Are we talking about Jeff, the one who was so drug-addled that he caused a hundred-million-dor loss and framed an intern who had been here for just half a month? Or the Jeff who embezzled two million fromst year’s railway deal, funding his addiction? Perhaps the Jeff who put on a fa?ade of respectability while abusing his wife, child, and elderly parents at home?”


    Each revtion left Jeff’s family pale and stunned, as well as the bystanders who had vocally supported them.


    Even Dina, who had orchestrated the drama, looked rattled.


    Dina couldn’t fathom how Harlee had unearthed such damning details. It wasn’t justpany matters—Harlee even knew personal secrets.


    Dina’splexion turned ashen, and a creeping sense of dread consumed her. The whispers among the crowd didn’t stop, only intensifying Dina’s internal turmoil.


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    “I had no idea Jeff was like that! His family still wants to defend him? He probably overdosed and hallucinated himself off that ledge.”


    “No surprise they refused an autopsy. They must’ve known the truth. What a despicable family…”


    Jeff’s father took a moment to process the shift in the crowd’s sentiment. Moments ago, they were on his side. Now, they voiced disdain.


    Behind Harlee, Brenton’s assistant watched with admiration.


    After shadowing Harlee for the past few days, he discovered that being an assistant was surprisingly effortless.


    Beyond handling a few minor tasks, there was almost nothing else required. No wonder Brenton had feigned exhaustion to convince Harlee to join thepany. She truly had a knack for resolving chaos.


    Meanwhile, Dina stood frozen, her face void of any color. She dared not look up at Harlee, forcing herself to appear calm, unwilling to admit defeat yet.


    Her n hadn’t failed.


    As long as Jeff’s family stood firm, she still had a chance to turn the tables.


    Jeff’s father finally snapped, throwing down the loudspeaker.


    His voice wavered between indignation and fear.


    “This is defamation! I can take legal action against you for this!”


    Harlee’s expression remained calm.


    “Please do. It’ll give us the perfect opportunity to uncover the real cause of Jeff’s death.”


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