Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 748

“If you’re confident your method will work, Camila, then let’s go with your approach for now.”

Standing nearby, Harper Thompson felt a surge of frustration rise in her chest, leaving her breathless with resentment.

Here we go again!

Once more, he was caving to Camila Davis.

No matter what the team needed to discuss, it always ended the same way—Camila’s solution won out.

Rational debate seemed to have become her personal stage.

If that’s how it is, why bother with discussion at all? Why not just let Camila make every decision?

The more Harper thought about it, the more aggravated she became.

Blinded by jealousy, she failed to acknowledge one crucial fact.

Every time they followed Camila’s recommendations, the team actually succeeded.

Not only that—the results always came faster and with greater accuracy.

But Harper, consumed by her own bias, remained convinced Camila just wanted all the glory for herself.

Meanwhile, Benjamin Torres and Camila worked seamlessly together, their efficiency unmatched.

Within a few hours, Camila’s experimental results were ready.

And the outcome was exactly as she’d predicted.

Benjamin reviewed her data, admiration clear in his eyes. “Camila, I really underestimated you. You’re incredible!”

Earlier, while Camila was testing her approach, Benjamin had also been trying out his own.

But even now, he’d barely reached the halfway mark.

It was obvious whose method was superior.

Hearing Benjamin’s praise, Harper’s irritation only deepened.

She’d worked alongside him for years, yet rarely heard such words directed at her.

It was the same file she’d handed to Benjamin the night before.

A senior staff member, who was known to clash with Eric Morris, barked, “You have some nerve asking that!

Because of an error in your data, the upper management ran into conflicting formulas in this morning’s trial.

There was an explosion in the lab. Thankfully, the damage was minor, but one researcher got hurt.

Camila Davis, do you admit your mistake or not?”

Camila’s expression changed, disbelief clouding her face. “What…how could this happen?”

Abner Young’s gaze was sharp. “I checked it myself. There’s a data entry that’s clearly wrong—see for yourself.”

Camila hurriedly opened the folder. The error had been circled in red.

And it was in a critical section of the report.

For a moment, she was utterly stunned.