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    Amy set the resignation letter down, sped her hands together, and leaned forward, her expression serious. “Sandra, I know your talents. You have a promising future here. Why choose to leave now?” Amy’s voice held a note of regret; she truly didn’t want to lose such a talented designer.


    “I appreciate that, Amy. I’m truly grateful for all the guidance and trust you’ve given me these years.” Sadie’s eyes conveyed her deep gratitude. Amy had been more than a boss; she was a mentor and a friend.


    “But I need to start my own journey,” Sadie added.


    “In Helva? Right, you came from Helva.” Amy thought for a moment before making an offer. “How about this, Sandra? Ourpany has a branch in Helva. I could arrange for you to transfer there as the design director. The sry and benefits will be at least as good as here. What do you think?”


    Sadie was taken aback by Amy’s proposal. After a moment of silence, she shook her head.


    “Thank you for the offer, Amy, but I’mmitted to starting my own brand.” Her voice was firm, reflecting a decision that had been carefully thought through.


    Seeing the determination in Sadie’s eyes, Amy realized that any further persuasion would be futile. She sighed, her expression tinged with regret.


    “Alright, Sandra. Since you’re sure, I support your decision. But remember, my offer remains open.” Amy then picked up a pen and signed the resignation letter.


    “I hope we have the chance to work together again in the future,” Amy said, handing the signed resignation letter back to Sadie, her voice sincere.


    “We definitely will, Amy.” Sadie epted the resignation letter, a look of relief washing over her, apanied by a hopeful smile.


    Sadie stepped out of the director’s office, her signed resignation letter clutched tightly in her hand. Returning to her desk, she began packing her belongings, while her colleagues gathered around her, their faces filled with reluctance at her departure.


    “Sandra, are you really leaving?” a young designer asked, his voice tinged with regret.


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    “Well, we won’t be working together anymore,” another colleague added.


    “How about we throw you a farewell party?” someone suggested.


    Sadie looked at the familiar faces around her, touched by their warmth. She gently shook her head, politely declining. “No need. I appreciate the thought. Let’s catch up another time.”


    Just then, Vivi Quinn, another designer from Helva, sauntered over, her high heels clicking sharply on the floor. A subtle smirk yed across her face.


    “Oh, Sandra, are you leaving? I thought you’d be more reluctant,” Vivi said, her voiceced with sarcasm.


    Sadie met her gaze, her expressionposed and poised. Vivi had always viewed Sadie as apetitor, enjoying any opportunity to overshadow her. Now, with Sadie leaving, Vivi couldn’t resist the urge to needle her.


    “Even if you’ve made a name for yourself at Majestic Ego, don’t overestimate your chances,” Vivi said, her disdain barely veiled. “Going solo is no small feat.”


    Sadie responded with a calm smile. “With me gone, you’ll finally get that promotion you’ve been after. Congrattions.”


    Her seemingly congrattory words struck a nerve with Vivi, who had long envied Sadie’s position butcked her talent. Vivi’s expression soured, and her retort was stifled as she red at Sadie, frustration clear on her face.


    “You all shouldn’t get too attached to her. You won’t see her again,” Vivi said.


    The colleagues exchanged uneasy nces, torn between their regret over Sadie’s departure and the need to maintain good terms with Vivi, their soon-to-be supervisor. One by one, they drifted away, leaving Sadie to finish packing in solitude.


    Sadie wasn’t bothered. She had long understood the dynamics of workce politics. With a genuine smile at Vivi, she said, “I wish you great sess.”


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