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Nineteen

Penulis: Aurora
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-05-25 21:34:19

That morning, the atmosphere in the office seemed ordinary. Too ordinary.

I've been around long enough to know: sometimes calm is a sign of a storm that's quietly shaping itself.

Rachel entered with a slightly strange expression, carrying the daily business newspaper and a tablet.

"There's something you should see," she said, placing the tablet on my desk.

I opened the screen.

One big headline from one of the economic news portals appeared:

"Smith Inc. Questioned: Young CEO Too Emotional to Handle Restructuring?"

Under that headline, there was a long article, full of "anonymous quotes" from "internal sources" criticizing the way I handled vendor replacement, internal audits, and "unilateral policies" that they said could threaten the stability of the company.

I read it calmly. There wasn't a single direct accusation. Everything was wrapped in the form of a question, as if it was "just an analysis", not an attack.

But I knew who was behind this.

Lucas.

He's starting to stir up the opin
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