Chapter 71
Author: Dragon Sly
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Meanwhile, Sophia was still happily talking to Damian when they saw Laura walk over.

As Laura approached, her expression was cold and filled with restrained anger. She locked eyes with Sophia, who returned the look with equal disdain. For a moment, the tension between the two women hung thick in the air.

Damian glanced between them and frowned. "Laura, I thought you should be working. What do you want here?"

Laura took a deep breath, standing her ground. "Boss Damian, I need to discuss something important with you.”

Damian crossed his arms. "What is it?"

Laura hesitated, her eyes flicking to Sophia. "With you and me only. Not her."

Sophia raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms smugly, while Damian shook his head. "You can say whatever you need to right here. Sophia isn’t going anywhere."

Laura clenched her fists at her sides but managed to keep her composure. "Fine," she said, lifting her chin. "I want to talk about the promotion. I believe there’s been a mistake.”

Sophia frowned heari
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