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Please this chapter has been worked on.
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"Only an ungrateful fool would dismiss the legacy of men like Alfonso Mendo."
Mrs. Davis sneered, a smug curl dancing on her lips as she took an infuriatingly slow sip from her mug.
"It's a pity he was cursed with a plague for a family."
"How dare..." Tala was about to say something when she was abruptly silenced.
"How dare what?!"
The mug Mrs Davis was holding slammed against her desk with a deafening crack, sending coffee sloshing and making Tala flinch.
Mrs. Davis rose slowly, her fists pressing into the desk like coiled rage. Her glares could peel paint as she locked gaze with Tala.
"You dare challenge me...the newly promoted Human Resources Manager—in my own office?" Her voice cut through the air like shards of glass.
Tala instinctively stepped back, her entire body trembling with a volatile cocktail of rage and fear.