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    Noticing Rachel’s subdued response, Samira’s anxiety rose. “Doesn’t this upset you, Rachel? They’re iming Tracy is Mr. White’s girlfriend, even saying they’re getting married soon. It infuriates me just to think about it.”


    Rachel finished tending to thest of Samira’s facial wounds before responding, “I am upset.”


    “Then how can you remain soposed?” Samira expressed her confusion.


    “Curious about my calmness?”


    “Yes,” Samira nodded.


    Rachel dropped the used cotton swab into the trash, her gaze hardening with resolve. “Because… I’m about to right some wrongs.”


    “Huh?” Samira was slow to grasp the full meaning.


    Rachel stood, picked up a hair tie from the table, and handed it to her. “Pull your hair back, fix your clothes, and lead the way.”


    Now, it all clicked for Samira.


    She nodded firmly, a surge of energy coursing through her.


    Minutester, they were ascending in the elevator.


    Upon reaching their floor, the group of female employees continued their taunts unabated.


    “What’s this? Theckey called in her backer?”


    Before the echo of the taunt faded, a sharp p cut through the room.


    Silence fell instantly.


    Rachel simply massaged her wrist, her faceposed and detached.


    Her voice, though soft, carried an unmistakable edge of authority. “Hurting my assistant is uneptable. I consider Samira like a sister. It’s my ce to defend her.”


    Her measured words, though calm, forced a collective intake of breath from her audience.


    With a single p, Rachel asserted her dominance.


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    The room collectively stepped back, no longer willing to challenge her. Silence lingered, suggesting the conflict had subsided.


    Yet, the woman who had been pped swiftly dropped her hand from her cheek and issued a cold warning, “Rachel Marsh, this is the end for you. Apologize now, or you’ll wish you had.”


    Rachel responded with a dismissiveugh. “Show me what you’ve got.” She was ready to confront whatever came her way.


    Fear was not in her vocabry.


    Just then, Samira gripped Rachel’s hand, her voice tinged with worry. “Rachel, we should go. She looks furious, and I’m concerned she might do something drastic.”


    Rachel’s words struck Samira deeply as she warned, “I’ve heard she has a younger sister who’s dating a board member named Holden Ellsworth in ourpany. That man is known for his ruthlessness and protective nature. With Mr. White absent, I fear Holden Ellsworth might create problems for you.”


    Recognizing their numerical disadvantage, Rachel agreed they should depart promptly.


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