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    The more she thought about it, the more worked up Cecelia became, utterly convinced Ste was using her connection with William to manipte things in her favor.


    Unable to hold back, Sandra retorted directly,


    “What’s your problem, Cecelia? Sylvia already proved how sharp she is. She doesn’t need to rely on anyone to get by. You’re just being mean for the sake of it.”


    Cecelia tipped her chin upward, radiating smug defiance.


    “I’m just calling it like I see it. If someone doesn’t want their business aired out, maybe they shouldn’t be doing it in the first ce.”


    Elbert’s brows knitted in frustration. Thest thing he needed was another pointless argument dragging out the workday.


    “Let’s keep this professional. Cecelia, you’ve said more than once that you don’t enjoy proofreading. Sylvia knows these projects inside and out, so she’s the best fit for the task. If you’re not in the mood to work today, take the day off and get some rest.”


    His calm but firm authority settled the room. Cecelia shot Sandra a loaded nce, but neither woman dared answer back.


    Cecelia stormed back to her desk, her posture rigid with thinly veiled frustration.


    Meanwhile, Ste dropped her gaze, quietly immersing herself in the mountain of proofreading before her.


    As the afternoon wore on, the team steadily wrapped up their assignments in the bustlingb.


    Sandra, her own tasks finally finished, stretched and wandered over to Ste’s desk.


    One nce at theputer screen stopped her in her tracks—rows of wlessly cross-checked data glowed beneath Sylvia’s quick fingers.


    “Wow, Sylvia, this is unreal! You’ve practically mastered the dataparison. I remember only William ever produced work like this—and his is still the gold standard for our annual reviews!”


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    Proofreading might have looked straightforward, but in reality, it required a nuanced approach and had to sync with the progress andpletion rate of the entire team.


    Reaching that level of uracy demanded both patience and skill. Sandra knew that if she had been assigned this task, she could never have managed it with the same precision as Sylvia.


    As soon as Sandra voiced her admiration, the others gathered around Ste’sputer, curiosity lighting up their faces.


    Elbert nced at the screen, his surprise quickly turning into genuine delight.


    “Sylvia, this is outstanding work!” he praised.


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