"Did you tamper with the data to sabotage me?"Inside the chairman's office of the Slater Group, Dean fixed his gaze on Joan, who stood before him in tears, her face like a rain-soaked blossom.Choking back sobs, Joan tried to explain, "I never meant to harm you. If the data was found to be wrong, that would've been Adriana's responsibility. Who would've thought she kept a private backup?""At worst, Adriana would've just lost her job, but I could lose control of the entire Slater Group. You used one of my major projects to satisfy your personal vendetta. I honestly don't know whether to call you malicious or just stupid."Dean slowly removed his gold-rimmed glasses, folded them neatly, and placed them on the desk.When he looked up again, every trace of emotion had vanished from his face, leaving behind a cold, lifeless stillness.Joan grabbed his hand, pleading, "Dean, please help me. I don't want to leave the company."She had thought everything was already settled. Who could
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