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"Good morning," Sandra replied, her voice firm but polite.

She gestured to Sanya, who was lingering in the office. "Sanya, excuse us."

"Okay, ma," Sanya replied, quickly gathering her things as she prepared to leave the office.

Sandra's gaze turned to the financial secretary, who was still standing. "Have a seat," she said, her tone curt.

"Thank you," he replied, sitting down in the chair opposite Sandra's desk.

Sandra's expression turned skeptical. "Mr. Matthew sent you to me?" she asked, her voice laced with disdain. The air in the room seemed to grow heavier, the tension palpable.

"Hope no problem, ma?" The financial secretary replied, his voice trembling slightly as he awaited Sandra's response.

Sandra's expression remained stern, but her tone softened slightly. "No problem," she said. "Mr. Matthew wants you to take a compulsory leave for two months. He has prepared a certain amount of money to support you during this time."

The financial secretary's face showed a mix of em
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