NovelStartChapter 546 Gwyneth Langford wasn't naïve or clueless; she knew perfectly well that yesterday, Yvette had tried and failed to pick a fight with her, and today, she'd simply found a new excuse.
What could possibly be wrong with the concept art? Gwyneth would have preferred to avoid Yvette altogether, but since Yvette insisted, she had no choice but to go.
The door to Yvette's office was wide open. Yvette sat at her desk, her expression grave as she stared at her computer, as if she were wrestling with sunsolvable problem.
Even though Gwyneth knew Yvette was up to no good, she still knocked politely. She waited until Yvette's low, clipped voice called, "Cin," before stepping inside.
To her surprise, Yvette wasn't alone. Another girl was there-short, fashionably cut red hair, dressed with a quirky flair. Her eyes were rimmed with red; it was clear she'd been crying.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Miss Yvette." What fresh was this? Gwyneth had already steeled herself. No matter what ridiculous hurdle Yvette threw at her, she'd handle it head- on.
"Miss Langford, this is Lola from our gaming division. You're sitting at her old desk, as it happens. To keep things fair, I've asked you both here to talk face to face. Lola, if you have something to say, don't be afraid." Gwyneth couldn't fathom why Yvette would tell Lola not to be afraid. Did Yvette really think a new hire like her was skind of monster? Before Lola could utter a word, Yvette jumped in, her voice righteous and stern.
"Miss Yvette, someone gaveher concept drafts-well, I won't say who, I don't want to get anyone in trouble. They just wanted to look out for me." Gwyneth was more confused than ever. What exactly was going on here? Yvette folded her arms, her face set in a severe line.
"Miss Langford, Lola claims you plagiarized her character designs. Perhaps you're unaware, but when our artists leave the company, they retain the rights to their own work. We don't reuse a former employee's material.
I don't know how you got hold of these drafts, but our company has zero tolerance for plagiarism. I think you know what you need to do next, withoutspelling it out." Gwyneth might have been a bit lost at first, but by the end, she understood perfectly.
On just her third day at the company, Yvette had dragged in a former employee and built a flimsy case, all to force Gwyneth to resign.
"Fine. I understand." Her tone was calm, exactly as it had been the last time. She simply turned and headed for the door.
Yvette was left wondering whether Gwyneth had truly understood what she'd said.
Lola, meanwhile, had never seen anyone accused of something so serious who didn't even bother to defend herself. The confrontation she'd rehearsed in her head suddenly seemed pointless.
She shot a nervous glance at Yvette.
"Miss Yvette, what am I supposed to do now?" Yvette felt a dull throb at her temple. What was she supposed to do next? She hadn't thought that far.
Gwyneth's composure unsettled her far more than any protest would have.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe called for her assistant.
"Watch her pack her things and make sure she leaves."
The assistant hesitated, her voice tentative. "Miss Yvetter Gwyneth was brought in by Mr. Everhart." The warning couldn't have been more obvious.
Yvette snapped, "So what? She made a mistake and broke company policy." Perhaps realizing she'd gone too far, Yvette lowered her voice.
"I'll handle Mr. Everhart myself. Just make sure she doesn't take anything on't belong to her." thing that doesn't belong
Vera, the assistant, heard the real meaning behind Yvette's wordsm Yvette didn't just want Gwyneth out she wanted to make sure she could never cback. It wasn't about watching to see if Gwyneth took something; Yvette wanted everyone to assshe had.
And as Yvette's assistant, Vera was far from harmless herself.
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