Stephanie shrugged. “It wasn't me. She spilled it herself.”
Victoria cried foul. “Am I insane? Why would I sabotage myself with such important data? I’m the project lead! What good would it do me if the project fails?”
“Exactly. You’re only just realizing you’re insane.”
Stephanie smiled at her. “It might not do you any good, but it’s very convenient to have me to take the blame, isn’t it?”
Victoria was speechless. “You…”
“Alright, stop arguing!” Troy interjected. “Let’s figure out how to fix this! If we can’t deliver the data, we’re all in trouble!”
A colleague called for someone from the IT department. The tech specialist examined the computer and shrugged. “The motherboard and solid-state drive are soaked in coffee. It’s all sticky and burned out. I can’t clean it. To fix it, we’d probably have to send it back to the manufacturer.”
Troy immediately asked, “To the manufacturer? How long will that take?”
“At least a week, I’d say.”
Troy’s face fell. “Victoria, do you have a backup?”
Victoria shook her head, her eyes red with frustration.
Serena, always eager to stir up trouble, said, “In my opinion, we should just hand the culprit over to Verdant Grove Capital. Let Stephanie explain it to the client herself.”
At this, Victoria feigned generosity on Stephanie’s behalf. “The main responsibility for this is mine. I didn’t protect the data properly. If anyone has to apologize to Verdant Grove Capital, it should be me.”


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