The Woman From Hell

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Chapter 1744

| looked at Queenie. Fury boiled within me, and the look in my eyes was not friendly.

The stern look in my eyes scared Queenie. Her expression changed slightly, and she stumbled over her words as

she said, "1-1 was just stating the truth."

My gaze turned to Sandra, who was sitting at the head of the table, when | heard a sigh. She was the one who

had sighed, and she had a solemn look on her face as she said, "Alright, go find out which part of the data was

incorrect.”

"Alright." The person who responded was Mitchell Jacobs, the head of the programming department.

His fingers flew over his laptop's keyboard, and he soon identified where the data's vulnerabilities were. After

extracting the relevant data, he faced the projector and pointed at a cell that housed data. "This is it. There's an

additional decimal point in here.”

It was a minuscule error, but it affected all the other relevant data after it.

| stared at the spreadsheet. How could something have gone wrong after | had cross-checked it multiple times?

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However, the mistake was displayed right beforenow, and | had no choice but to admit it was my fault.

| stood and looked at everyone. "I'm sorry, everyone. It was my fault. I'll make up for it."

"How are you going to make up for this? What you said sounds wonderful, but how are you going to make up for

the twe've lost?" Queenie asked in a hostile tone.

| wanted to fight back, but there was nothing I could say.

Who knew? Perhaps | had really missed out on that mistake when checking my work.

The air in the room seemed to freeze over before Sandra finally spoke, "Newbie mistakes are inevitable. Work

overtand patch up the mistakes. Your overtfees will be tripled. As for Wanda, since it's the first time

you've made a mistake, you'll be let go with a warning. Things won't go by so easily next time."

"Thank you, Director."

| lowered my head as | sat down. Then, | heard Queenie say, "Is that all? Our tripled overtpay should be

deducted from her pay at the very least." "I..." | was just about to fight back when Sandra beatto that.

"Queenie! We're all part of the sdepartment, and is it only her fault that the data was incorrect?

You're the team lead, and you're supposed to verify all the data. You hold responsibility for this issue too since

you couldn't spot the error!"

Queenie fell silent obediently after getting reprimanded. She did not dare say anything else but continued

glaring atwith a vengeful look in her eyes.

"That will be all. Meeting adjourned!" Sandra seemed slightly agitated, and before leaving, she glanced at me

and said," Wanda, meetin my office." She left the meeting room when she finished speaking.

| gathered my things and was just about to head to her office when Queenie said excitedly, "I bet the director

wants you to go to her ceso

office so she can reprimand you in

private. Who would have thought that Mrs. Grant would make mistakes too?"

When | heard what she said, | glared at her and said coolly, "Ms. Sanders, the fact that you're so excited over my

misfortunes is makingthink you framed me."

The thought had not occurred topreviously, but Queenie's attitude was makingmore and more

suspicious.

She immediately becflustered. "Don't speak such nonsense. How could you say that when you don't have

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any proof?"

"In that case, please shut your mouth, Ms. Sanders. That will preventfrom overthinking things." | did not

bother looking back when | left the meeting room after finishing my sentence.

However, | heard Queenie continue muttering, "It's her fault, yet she still has the gall to blsomeone else.

Ridiculous.’

| ignored her and walked toward Sandra's office.

She might have decided against reprimandingwhen everyone else was watching as she had considered my

dignity. Thus,

perhaps Queenie was right what

she said Sandra summonedto her office so she could reprimandin private.

When | heard her say 'cin' in a cool tone after knocking on her door, | pushed the door open and walked in.

"Director."

| had prepared myself for a hailstorm, but Sandra was as calm and collected as ever." Do you really think it's

your fault?" Confused, | looked at her. "What do you mean, Director?"

Sandra smiled at me. "With your competence, | don't think you would've made such a mistake."

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