I couldn't stand Margaret. Her constant gossip was a source of problems for me. Especially since some of that gossip included telling people around the office that I had older men supporting me. Let's just say

it didn't exactly endear me to any of my colleagues.

I had worked at MPC for so many years, and I couldn't count how many wealthy sponsors I'd been rumored to have thanks to Margaret talking behind my back and making things up.

In the past, I'd restrained from saying anything to her. I needed the job, and if someone pissed Margaret off, they didn't last for very long after that.

My patience for her bullshit was gone.

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refute her. A human daring to talk back to her? How dare she. She was so angry

is leaving. Just let her wrap

someone else to do it. I don't have any obligation to take on her

glared fiercely at Taya, twisted her slender waist, and sat at her office

to vent her anger. She

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to hand over your work to

to do. Honestly, it's not really my

the access card for the top floor and

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