Dante stood inches away from me. He waited for an answer.The cold night wind blew across the open terrace, rustling the fabric of my tuxedo. I couldn't feel the chill at all. The heat radiating off his body was too intense. It created a strange, heavy pocket of warm air right between us.I refused to step back. I refused to let him intimidate me outside my own charity event. I was the Vice President of Strategy, and I controlled this environment."I am going to remind you what your job actually is," I said, keeping my voice steady."My job is operations," Dante replied."Your job tonight was to reassure the board of directors," I corrected him. "You were supposed to shake hands, smile, and make the investors feel secure about our quarterly projections."Dante just watched me. He didn't look ashamed at all."Instead, you walked in an hour late," I continued. "You ignored the investors entirely. You treated a vital networking event like a cheap club.""I was talking to a few guests, Le
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