Confronted with the barrage of skepticism, Ste remained unfazed.


    “Everyone, quiet down.


    I have something to say.


    ”


    Her voice was moderate in volume but carried a weight that silenced the room.


    A frosty smile began to materialize on her face as she nced around.


    Seeing that enigmatic smile, Dulce felt a tinge of unease.


    Maintaining herposed demeanor, Ste turned to Mia and began, “Ms.


    Dury, since you’ve only recently returned, you might not be acquainted with my history.


    Allow me to introduce myself.


    I’m an up- anding designer who has previously contributed to Prosperity Group’s sesses.


    I started my own studio after resigning from there.


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    Ste met Mia’s gaze and offered a courteous smile, her demeanor neither submissive nor assertive.


    “I admire your work and hope we can coborate.


    I’d hate for you to be misinformed by someone’s deliberate maniption.


    To rify, the design in question was not solely my creation.


    ”


    The room erupted in a cacophony of murmurs and exmations.


    Mia’s frown deepened, her displeasure evident.


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    “What are you implying, Ste?” Eloise blurted out, unable to contain her fury.


    “Are you using Dulce now?”


    Ste closed her eyes briefly, reopening them to find her poise.


    After a pause, she shook her head and responded in a detached, icy tone, “I am merely stating the facts.


    ”


    “Do you have any evidence?” Eloise taunted, her demeanor oozing arrogance, perhaps assuming Ste was bluffing.


    Ste grinned, her eyes twinkling.


    “Oh, I most certainly do.


    ”


    Eloise’s face turned to stone.


    Ste pulled out her smartphone, tapping the screen lightly.


    The sound that filled the room was unmistakably Eloise’s voice, discussing specific changes she’d requested for the design sketch during a previous conversation with Ste.


    A wave of pallor washed over Eloise.


    She hadn’t anticipated Ste would have a recording.


    Her eyes flickered with a fleeting moment of panic.


    Biting down on her lower lip, she forced herself to maintain herposure.


    Smirking triumphantly, Ste observed her reaction.


    Once the recording ended, she spoke with measured calm.


    “In my role as a designer, I make it a practice to document every interaction with clients.


    This ensures that subsequent design revisions align precisely with the clients’ needs.


    ”