NovelEnglishChapter 547 "Understood, Miss Yvette." With the order given, the assistant hurried off. Gwyneth returned to her desk as if nothing had happened.
She understood all too well that Hawthorne Everhart's word was law here. Coming from an old, well-established family, Gwyneth had never really experienced cutthroat scheming at home, but sinstincts ran in her blood- she could sense office power plays a mile away.
Yvette might want her gone, but unless Hawthorne himself gave the nod, nobody could force her out.
The irony was, did she even want to stay? Hawthorne had already decided she couldn't be trusted, keeping her close just to watch her every move, waiting for his suspicions to pass.
If Yvette actually managed to get rid of her, Gwyneth might even feel grateful. She powered up her computer, only to discover that the original art she'd worked on all night had been deleted.
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A faint smirk tugged at her lips. Such a clumsy, underhanded trick.
First, they accused her of plagiarizing someone else's designs; now, they'd wiped her files. If she tried to complain to Hawthorne, she'd have no evidence-no artwork, no proof of innocence. It would be her word against theirs, and she'd be left with nothing.
But-well.
Her mother had always taught her: if you create something original, always keep backups.
With a resigned sigh, Gwyneth unclasped the necklace around her neck. It looked like a simple piece of jewelry, but in truth, it was a disguised USB drive. She'd already saved copies of her work.
Today, the gdevelopment department was holding a meeting. Everyone was expected to submit their character designs for final testing. If she'd really lost her files, recreating them in twould've been impossible- a total disaster.
It seemed the company's internal security left much to be desired. Still, she knew sexecutives had the authority to access any employee's computer, supposedly to prevent staff from walking away with company IP and causing irreparable losses.
Calmly, Gwyneth plugged the USB into her computer and restored her files, waiting for everything to load.
She sensed someone deliberately passing by her desk, sneaking a glance at her screen and the open files. She didn't need to guess why.
Yvette hadn't gotten where she was vice president of Hawthorne's company- without talent. Naturally, she had eyes and ears in every department.
Vera showed up in the gdepartment, clearly on Yvette's errand. Everyone was busy prepping for the meeting, so when someone scrutinized Gwyneth, she let her mind wander for a moment before focusing back on her work.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe hadn't wanted this transfer, but, truth be told, being a concept artist here was far more interesting than her last job.
"Vera." At the doorway, a colleague called out to her. The two slipped off to the break room. While pretending to make coffee, the colleague lowered her voice to deliver a report.
"So? What did she do after she got back to her desk?" "You think Miss Yvette really told her to resign herself? She just cback, opened her computer, and got straight to work. Didn't go anywhere." Vera stared in disbelief. "She actually went back to work?"
Was this a joke? Miss Yvette had made it clear-Gwyneth was supposed to hand in her resignation, not just ignore the order.
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walked past her desk and peeked at her screen. I swear, I deleted all her original files when Xacked her. computer. But there they were all her files, completely restored like nothing ever happened."
Vera's hand trembled, sending a few drops of scalding water onto hem skin. The sudden sting was nothing compared to the jolt of shock running through her.
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