“I only need the original data,” Miranda said calmly, meeting Fiona’s eyes. “Now.”The air seemed to freeze.Fiona clenched her teeth, turned around, and yanked a file from the folder, slamming it onto the table. “Take it.”Miranda carefully checked it, then put it away. “Thank you.”As she turned to leave, one of Fiona’s assistants muttered under her breath, “What’s with the act? If it weren’t for her dad and her ex-husband…”Miranda stopped mid-step and glanced back at the woman. The assistant froze, instantly feeling the sharp edge in Miranda’s gaze.But Miranda’s time was too valuable to waste on an argument.The moment she left, Fiona snapped at her two assistants. “Next time, pay more attention when you record the data. You can’t even copy correctly? Don’t drag me down with you.”The assistants flushed red, embarrassed. It was, in fact, their mistake.“Sorry, Fiona.”Although Fiona was furious at their carelessness, what bothered her even more was Miranda’s attitude whe
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