Spoiled by the Silver Fox

"So we're just gonna pin it on some scapegoat? Someone takes the fall, and he's off the hook?" Martin scoffed.

"Uh... I don't get it; I'm just a finance assistant..."

"Keep an eye on this; I'm going down to check it out!"

"What? Martin, you're coming down yourself?"

Not only did Martin get personally involved, he strutted down to the eighteenth floor, where the finance department was, with four assistants from the thirty-fifth floor. When he arrived, it was already a madhouse.

A few supported Marilyn but were pathetically outnumbered, just two women and one man.

The majority were backing Nina; after all, she was the deputy director of finance, and her rank alone was enough to keep people in line.

And then there were those in the middle, all huddling behind the finance department head, who was a middle-aged man.

"I don't really care who's responsible for this screw-up, but someone's gotta take the rap today, or it's gonna come up in tomorrow's meeting, and none of us will have a good time! Year-end's coming up; who here still wants their bonus?"

she screwed up. She's biting back at me, claiming it was

data wasn't even my work... You think you can push me around because I'm new? Out of all the finance staff, no one checks anything and just says it's my

assigned tasks to; it's clear as day that you're the one who messed

you're trying to smear me because

to get kicked out of the company

checked... I did hand you a stack of documents to

this set

IMS

you was this one, Marilyn. Are you still denying it? Boss, I'm leaving this to you; I've explained everything. This has nothing to do with

Marilyn's fault; she's draggingel

Please see

high-ranking, the two colleagues standing with Marilyn were veterans of the

of them stepped forward to speak

we trust Marilyn; we've