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I felt a little ache from the several hours I had spent hunched over my computer. Knowing that I didn't have much more time left, I resumed my job. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, trembling slightly from fatigue. It's an all-nighter, again and the deadline for me was just in a few minutes. Life as a content editor isn't that easy especially if you had an inconsiderate client who gave you just a day to complete her job.

A week passed quietly, like the world had decided to give me a break. Days began with coffee and ended with pages. Revisions, notes, manuscripts. I was still working remotely as Joaquin’s editor, and though our exchanges stayed mostly professional, the tone between us had softened. He wasn’t the man who barked orders nonchalantly over the phone anymore. Sometimes, he even asked how I was sleeping. We even made small talk every now and then. Jessy teased me about it, of course. “Boss checking in on your bedtime? That’s suspicious,” she’d say, waving her fork at me.

I had been resting on his shoulder when we arrived at the JR mansion. “You need to rest,” he said. “I’ll contact you once the commercial is aired. For now, let’s work via Zoom during the editing process.” “No! I’ll come to the office. I’m not that weak. It was just two days and one night—I can handle it. I’d rather work on-site than have virtual meetings,” I said, not wanting to appear feeble. I had enjoyed this project, and I didn’t want to seem weak if future opportunities came up.

I was really starting to feel more at ease. "Of course, Sara," he said, pulling away and pressing his forehead to mine. "I will do whatever it takes to make you feel safe. You know I’ll always protect our family. I’ll make some calls. How about a month? Do you think that would be good? I’ll call the publishing company and schedule for us to work remotely." "You can do that?" I asked, a little surprised at how easy it was. Jaxon laughed quietly. "I’m the editor-in-chief, I can do whatever I want," he explained.

"I've done everything before you think about it, Ms. Fely. I'll d******d it a little bit to make netizens even more heated." "Good job, Nina. I'll talk to Garry to give you an extra bonus. Maybe three or four times your salary will be good. I am satisfied with your work this time." Nina smiled happily. She's done a lot during the incident until now and not only uploads actual photos or videos from the scene, she also edits, adds and exaggerates the actual scenes and removes parts that might benefit or make Lea look good. She paid a video editor to do it and the price is quite expensive. Two or three times the bonus from Fely she will gladly accept.

Her mood went from a hundred down to twenty-seven the minute she saw Lenore seated on her desk in one of her expensive outfits, looking stunning as usual. "Why are you in my office?" Jessie frowned with her hands on her curvy hips. "I believe that's no way to talk to your boss after returning from a paid leave. You know why I'm here. I need you to make the final editing on that article. It will be published tomorrow," Lenore replied sternly. "Alright. I'll mail it over to you this afternoon," she replied calmly. "That's surprising. How could you just agree? I assumed you'd try to oppose that."

— Before I even gave myself time to finish, I rushed to my desk. “Later…” I connected my camera to my computer, transferring the photos. One by one, they appeared on the screen. Linda. Kathy. Val. Gail. All of them. I opened my editing software and started working through them. Cropping. Zooming. Adjusting brightness and contrast. Trying to pull every detail I could from the distance shots. One hand on the mouse. The other… “Yeah…” I muttered, shifting slightly under my pajamas. I worked slowly, studying each image.

I hesitated, my hand shaking as I contemplated deleting it all, thinking about quitting this business for good. But... I stopped myself. This wasn't illegal, so why was I afraid? It wasn't that big of a deal. I forced a smile again and eagerly started going through Quentin Bennett's materials, then dragged them into my editing software. Poor Quentin Bennett was still lying on his yoga mat, completely unaware that I was at it again. I had overindulged myself; these days, I was completely engrossed in the bizarre editing business. After uploading my finished work, I got an earful from Daniela Barnett!

It's late in the evening, and I'm still in the office. Tracy asked me to edit a news video story, which is not my regular job, but I'm happy to do it. I know this is a stepping stone to working full-time as a journalist, which is my dream.

What should I do? Congratulations! If your editor suggests edits, it's a sign they recognize potential in your story. This is an affirmation of your talent. However, remember that you're not obligated to make every change they suggest. It remains your story. We strongly advise maintaining open communication with your editor about their suggestions. This will ensure that both of you align on the vision for the story.