Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 750

Benjamin Torres could sense more and more clearly that something was wrong—seriously wrong.

Without hesitation, he pressed for answers. “Mr. Young, what exactly happened?”

Abner Young put down the folder in his hands, finally dropping any pretense. He spoke plainly: there’d been a problem with the data—and an incident in the lab.

Hearing this, Benjamin’s eyes widened. “How could there be a mistake? That’s impossible...”

He’d reviewed those files himself just last night.

Abner’s gaze was stern as he looked around the room. “Was anyone else involved with this data besides Camila Davis?”

“Well...”

Benjamin hesitated, uncertainty in his eyes, but in the end he was honest. “Aside from Camila, only me. I printed the documents last night, but I didn’t touch the files themselves.”

Abner turned to Harper Thompson, waiting for her response.

She said nothing, her expression caught between wanting to speak and holding back.

Garth noticed and snapped, his tone sharp, “If you’ve got something to say, just say it. Don’t waste everyone’s time.”

His words startled her, and she seemed almost scared as she finally spoke up.

She’d known there was something off about Harper, and yet she’d let her guard down in this place.

There was no way Harper Thompson wasn’t involved in this data mess.

She’d once thought that, whatever Harper’s faults, at least she knew where to draw the line when it came to work. She’d never expected Harper would actually dare to sabotage her.

Harper seemed to sense Camila’s glare and put on a look of innocence. “Why are you looking at me like that, Camila? Of course data work needs to be meticulous. Nobody wants mistakes to happen. I’m just being honest here, doing my duty. I know you always strive for perfection. Maybe you’re having a hard time accepting you slipped up this once. But it’s okay—nobody’s perfect. We’re a team. If there’s any consequences, we’ll face them together. No one’s going to let you take the blame alone.”

Benjamin still hadn’t figured out exactly what was off, but Harper’s words struck him as a bit odd. Even so, with things as tense as they were, it didn’t seem the right moment to argue.

Garth, on the other hand, was angrier than ever. He turned to Camila, voice thunderous. “Camila Davis, do you accept responsibility or not?”