After Kristen passed on the news, Lena could barely contain her excitement. She put down her phone, grinning as she announced it to everyone nearby.
“Kristen’s bringing Salmeron over—right now!”
Just as she predicted, Kristen was clearly Salmeron’s top priority.
Lena glanced at the tightly shut doors, her eyes gleaming with smug satisfaction.
Just wait until Salmeron gets here. I can’t wait to see how he puts that little witch Amelia in her place.
***
Meanwhile, in the lab, Amelia had been working all morning without a break. She finally took off her glasses and massaged the stiffness from her neck. Picking up her phone, she noticed four missed calls from Clive—the latest just three minutes ago.
She paused, debating whether to call him back.
That’s when Rachel burst in, looking frazzled and worried, her phone still in hand. She’d just gotten a threatening text from Lena.
“Bad news, boss—Lena really went to Kristen. Kristen’s on her way with Salmeron. They’ll be here any minute!”
Amelia didn’t even blink. Calmly, she took off her lab coat and headed for the door. Rachel rushed to follow, but Amelia stopped her.
“You stay here. I need you for something else.”
Rachel hesitated. “But, boss, you can’t handle them alone…”
Amelia smiled. “Would having you with me really help?”
Rachel knew her own limits and let out a small sigh. “I mean, I can’t fight, and I’m definitely not good with arguments, but if someone tries to push you around, at least I can take half the heat.”
Amelia couldn’t help but smile at Rachel’s sincerity.
No talent, no respect. Amelia had no intention of forcing anyone to stay.
The moment she unlocked the door, Lena couldn’t wait to jump in and complain at full volume.
“Ms. Sadinton, this is way out of line! Just because we had an early meeting and didn’t reply to your messages, you locked all of us outside all morning. If I hadn’t gone to Salmeron, you wouldn’t have let us in at all! Don’t you think that’s a bit much?”
Amelia ignored her, barely glancing at Lena before turning her attention to the rest of the R&D team.
Most of them looked down, avoiding her gaze, guilt written all over their faces.
Amelia checked the time. “There are five minutes left before lunch. Here’s the deal: all of you are marked absent for this morning. You’ll lose a day’s pay. Per company policy, three absences means you resign automatically. Before you leave today, put a handwritten apology—two hundred words—on my desk. If you have any objections, you’re free to quit right now. I’ll sign off immediately.”
Her tone was cool and steady, but every word carried real authority. The whole crowd fell silent.
The R&D staff started to panic. They’d just wanted to give Amelia a hard time, to show her who was in charge. They never thought she’d turn the tables and shut them down without breaking a sweat.

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