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    Just as Elena prepared to dive into the task, Fred’s voice sliced through the tension. “Wait! Tweaking the running code will only speed up theuncher’s descent. You can’t just tinker with it at random!”


    Fred even attempted to step forward to halt her.


    With a mere nce from Charlette, Boden understood the unspokenmand. He stepped in front of Fred, blocking his path with silent firmness.


    Charlette addressed Elena with unwavering resolve, “Go ahead and make the changes. If anything goes awry, I’ll take the heat from Mr. Spencer.”


    Charlotte’s voice rang with authority, leaving no room for doubt.


    Fred’s heart pounded anxiously, his gaze flickering nervously as he couldn’t stop Elena. He reassured himself there was simply no way this woman could locate the bug in the program.


    Elena’s piercing gaze locked onto the screen as her fingers danced across the keyboard. Lines of code cascaded onto the disy with breathtaking speed.


    Her movements were so swift that observers could barely track her hands. “What the hell is she doing? Just randomly smashing keys? Even without thinking, I couldn’t type nearly that fast.”


    “That’s it! My year-end bonus is truly going down the drain…”


    “Damn! What is she even doing? Coding blindfolded?”


    “Ms. Patel is Mr. Spencer’s most trusted confidant. She’s probably just letting this Elena mess around so she can curry favor and have Elena put in a good word for her.”


    “Are you dense? Letting Elena ruin this is the fastest way for both of them to get fired!”


    Kaya’s sour expression gradually softened. That was right. Even if Elena was Wesley’s lover, Wesley wouldn’t keep her around if Elena caused theuncher to fail. And when that happened, Charlette—the aplice—would go down with Elena.


    Kaya made sure to sow discord about Elena in front of Cathy. “Miss Garrett, since you haven’t been here for some time, you might not be aware. Elena is the technical consultant Mr. Spencer has recently hired. I’ve noticed she and Mr. Spencer are quite close. They always depart together.”


    Deliberately, Kaya emphasized “depart together,” her gazeden with insinuation.


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    Predictably, Cathy’s expression darkened, fury shing across her striking features. “They always leave together?”


    “Yes.” Kaya added, “Perhaps it’s to discuss work matters. Miss Garrett, don’t read too much into it. You and Mr. Spencer are such a perfect match. Others wouldn’t stand a chance toe between you two.” Like gasoline on embers, Kaya’s words ignited Cathy’s anger.


    Cathy’s chest heaved, her eyes brewing a tempest. Work discussions? Ridiculous! Did they take her for a fool? That woman Elena.


    Murderously, Cathy red at Elena’s back with such intensity that if looks could kill, Elena would have perished a thousand times over.


    Cathy decided not to let Elena, the woman supposedly trying toe between her and Wesley, off the hook easily.


    She nced at the time. Three minutes remained. In three minutes, regardless of the oue, she would force this woman to leave Edgewing.


    Intently, Charlotte stared at the screen, unconsciously holding her breath. Though not an expert in programming, she could recognize Elena’s extraordinary skill. In mere minutes, Elena hadpletely rewritten an entire flight program. For context—Edgewing employed the industry’s finest talent, and it had taken more than a dozen of them months to create a flight program from scratch. Yet, Elena was aplishing it almost effortlessly.


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