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As soon as the police left, the buzzing atmosphere gradually died down, replaced by the quiet sound of girls

crying.

Sgirls leaned onto their friends’ shoulders, crying quietly, trying their best not to break down,

Yolanda’s heart wasn’t made of stone. She could feel her emotions stirring, but she knew there was still a lot she

had to face.

This was just the beginning. After all, there were still five male executives at Starlight, and none of them were

the type to be underestimated.

Leon Cole thought Yolanda was just bluffing—at least until Jason Maine walked in and began listing, one by one,

every last thing Leon had embezzled over the years.

Turns out, Leon had over fifty properties in his name, but selling them all wouldn't even begin to cover his

crushing debt.

Jason adjusted his glasses, all business-like, the very image of the hotshot lawyer he'd been for years—not just

because of his age, but because of that striking face.

“Ms. Grant says you don’t have to worry about the leftover debt. Those fifty-sproperties will be going up for

auction in the next month. When you get out, Mr. Cole, you'll have to start from zero like everyone else. Oh, and

here—your wife's divorce agreement. She's finally fed up after all these years and is flying out this afternoon. So

when it's over, Mr. Cole, you'll be on your own,” Jason said.

And down Leon went again, out cold.

Word about Leon's properties being auctioned off spread like wildfire among the other executives.

They quickly started digging into the details. Right now, the five men were split into two small groups.

With Leon out of the picture, one of those groups was down to just two people-brothers, actually. The younger

one was Ken Ford, and the older one was Wayne Ford.

Ken wasted no tpulling Wayne into a meeting, his eyes filled with worry.

“Bro, what do you think we should do about all this?” Ken asked.

Wayne had a pile of files laid out in front of him. He'd just called all around Sinclair Group, but nobody knew

anything about Yolanda’s background. He even flashed her photo to a few contacts, but cup empty-no one

recognized her.

Now, he was starting to suspect that Yolanda was probably sexecutive's secret mistress at Sinclair.

Wayne sneered, his voice full of disdain. “What's the hurry? Let's hold our ground and let the others make the

first move. Once | dig up who this piece of work is sleeping with, I'll send the whole mess straight to the wife.

Let’s see how she likes getting dragged out into the street for a beatdown.”

Ken breathed a little easier and took a gulp of water. “Lcon went down way too quick. Makesnervous. But

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you're right, let's let those guys stick their necks out first.”

Half an hour later, Yolanda called in a meeting with the top brass.

She was still sitting right in the center, commanding attention as she flipped through the stack of reports that

were handed to her.

These reports were supposed to outline the status of each manager's respective projects, but anyone with a clue

could see they were vague as hell.

Yolanda picked up Mary Hall's report and glanced at it. She’d always known Mary was capable, but seeing this

concise, straight-to-the-core report still took her aback-‘She really doesn’t mess around, Yolanda thought to

herself.

With Mary's level of talent, she could've left ages ago and been snatched up by any company out there. But

she’d stuck it out at Starlight all this time.

It wasn’t just ssentimental feelings for Starlight that made Mary stick around. Truth was, if Mary hadn't been

here, those male execs would've run wild long ago-maybe things would've even blown up beyond

control.

Mary would never admit it, playing tough but soft-hearted underneath. But Yolanda was sure she'd been quietly

looking out for those girls forced to sign unfair contracts.

Yolanda took a steadying breath and slammed the rest of the reports right in the male executives’ faces.

“You've got one day. If your reports are still this sloppy, don’t bother coming back,” she snapped.

The male execs were totally thrown-first going pale, then red with rage, completely unused to being put in their

place like this.

Yolanda stood up, her gaze sweeping over the execs, cool and distant. “I'll be reviewing these reports again at

ten tomorrow morning. If they're still this slapdash, you ought to be embarrassed to keep your seats. If you don’t

want them, plenty of others do.”

With that, she got up and left, not sparing them another glance.

As soon as the door shut behind her, Tony Sutton slammed his hand down on the table, face contorted in fury.

“Damn it! She really thinks she’s the CEO now? Just ssugar baby playing boss. What's she got to brag

about?” Tony spat.

Ken and Wayne exchanged a look, sly grins flashing in their eyes. They knew someone was going to lose his cool

sooner or later.

Tony shot Mary a vicious glare, snatching up the report. “Mary, you don’t seriously think that woman's gonna last

here, do you? Just wait and see. She'll be gone before she even sees it coming-I'll personally make sure of that.”

Mary stood, looking flawless in her smart workwear, expression cool. “Then show us. Just don’t trip over your

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own ego on the way down.”

“What the hell did you just say?” Tony snapped, stepping forward.

But at that moment, the office door was pushed open, and Yolanda walked back in.

Yolanda’s gaze shifted to Walter Hudson, her randomly chosen assistant, who was still standing off to the side.

thick glasses on, looking completely indifferent to the chaos in the room.

Tony froze mid-step, fist still raised, when he saw Yolanda return.

Mary let out a cold laugh, waving the report in her hand. “Pathetic coward.”

Tony's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth clenched tight. “Say that again, | dare you!”

He strode angrily toward her, pride stinging from the open challenge.

‘She used to be their punching bag-how’d she suddenly get so bold?’

Mary walked over, positioning herself right beside Yolanda.

Yolanda eyed the furious Tony with a cool little smirk. “What now, planning to take a swing?”

Tony was gritting his teeth so hard he could've cracked them. ‘These two damn bitches!”

Without another word, he stormed past them and out the door.

Mary let out a deep breath, heart pounding. For the first tin years, she’d finally stood up to those assholes -

and damn, it felt amazing.

Yolanda didn’t care what Mary was thinking. She tilted her chin at her assistant. “From now on, you're with me.”

Walter pushed up his heavy glasses, clearly caught off guard. “...Uh, okay.”

Yolanda dropped into her chair, then suddenly called out, “Hey.”

Walter blinked, not sure if she was talking to him, so he just stood there, awkwardly frozen for a few seconds.

Yolanda looked straight at him. “Yeah, | mean you. Before | cover, | memorized the background of every

employee at Sinclair Group-but | don’t remember seeing your nanywhere.”

Walter tensed up instantly, and Mary, who'd just walked in, stared at Yolanda in disbelief.

It wasn’t the question that threw Mary-it was the fact that Yolanda actually memorized the staff files. ‘Is she

skind of genius... or just nuts? Mary wondered.

‘Seriously, does she even have a normal human brain?’ Mary thought, staring in disbelief.

Walter pushed his glasses up again. “I'm Mary's distant relative. | got in through connections, so | haven't

submitted my paperwork yet.”

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Yolanda glanced at Mary, who gave a quick nod.

Yolanda'’s suspicions faded. “Alright, get your paperwork to HR and finish the formalities. From now on, you're my

assistant.”

Walter nodded.

Yolanda hung around the office until clock-out. When she stepped into the lobby and was just about to leave, a

bodyguard blocked her way.

“Miss Grant, Mr. Sinclair wants to see you,” the bodyguard said with a stiff face.

Yolanda’s brows knitted together, but she still went with him, caution flashing in her eyes.

At a quiet café next door, she finally found out who was waiting-it was Edward Sinclair.

Edward, Leon Cole's old patron, was now coming straight to her.