Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 987:

“Yvonne…” Morse exhaled heavily, his eyes drifting as if the right words refused to come.

After a pause thick with hesitation, he finally said, “What matters most here is honesty. If you made a mistake, we wouldn’t be harsh. But if you’re not honest—that’s a different issue entirely.”

“Mr. Griffin, if I’d messed up, I’d admit it. The original draft’s still on my laptop. I can send it over right now.”

Morse let out another weary sigh, then waved her off. She turned to leave.

As she pulled the door shut behind her, she caught his mutter through the narrowing gap. “That Heidi… always leaves me cleaning up her mess.”

The moment Yvonne stepped into the open area, a flurry of voices rose around her.

eyes locked on her, curiosity practically humming in

replied, clear and loud enough for everyone

like she expected, color drained

to her screen, pretending not to notice a

as she sat down,

remembered Anya’s interview—the one where the outfit had been sabotaged just

it to Heidi, and the interview

back with sharper eyes, Yvonne couldn’t ignore the signs. Heidi suddenly seemed like the most likely

that interview, even though Anya had only agreed to speak with

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clocked out that day, Heidi had lingered behind, saying she had to work late.