The Black Swan's Final Revenge Pirouette: The 99th Game Was Mine All Along by Kylie Homme

Chapter 30

Everyone was stunned.

I held my face, my mind blank, feeling the sting of the slap burning on my cheek.

“How could you be so careless? You managed to misspell our company’s name! Do you know how much of a joke this made us look once the documents were published?”

Leo stepped forward, positioning himself between me and Ms. Adams, trying to calm her

down. “Ms. Adams, please, calm down. We will get to the bottom of this…”

After much effort, the group was finally persuaded to leave.

I sat silently in the CEO’s office. After a while, Leo walked in and asked, “Are you alright?”

I didn’t look up, only noticing his footsteps as he approached. An ice pack appeared before me. I took it, pressing it gently to my face, feeling the burning sensation subside slightly.

Taking a deep breath, I looked up and asked, “What exactly happened?”

Leo handed me the project report, massaging his temples. “Take a look yourself.”

Opening it, my face darkened. The partner company’s name had indeed been misspelled.

Leo’s voice was cold. “Emilia was in charge of this section. For such a major oversight, her quarterly performance will be penalized…”

Before he could finish, I interrupted urgently, “Who told you that? Melody?” “Emilia would never make such a basic mistake. I reviewed this section myself before handing it over to

there were

“She’s your friend. Don’t

bitter laugh. “Who’s the one being biased here? Bring Melody in so we can confront her

“Laura, enough. Business is

Chapter 30

you really keeping

the blame?“.

expression turned impatient. “I know what kind of person Melody is. She wouldn’t do

that.”

heart had been pierced. The pain spread throughout me, like flames consuming me from within, leaving me nowhere to

“Is it that no matter what she

her?”

After a long silence, he pressed his fingers to his brow and replied, his voice low,

it, I’couldn’t help but laugh- a laugh filled more with bitter sorrow than amusement

My cheek still burned with the imprint of the slap I

didn’t even notice?

wave of exhaustion wash over me. I was tired of arguing

woman.

one last look, I turned and left,

I ran

greeted me with a warm smile,

I had seen through the facade beneath that smile.