After Silvia finished getting ready, she headed to the office as usual.
Her colleagues had already heard about her background and the recent events. When she walked in, a trace of concern showed on their faces.
“Silvia, is everything okay at home?”
Everyone seemed genuinely worried about her. Silvia smiled, giving a reassuring nod. “It’s fine. None of this will affect our company.”
The Ashford Group was such a massive corporation; even if those people wanted to cause trouble, there was no way they could get to a small startup like hers.
Seeing that Silvia appeared calm and unruffled, her coworkers relaxed a little, nodding in silent relief.
Noticing a female coworker busy at her desk, Silvia pressed her lips together, then walked over and offered her a gentle look.
“I’m sorry—we still haven’t gotten to the bottom of the pesticide incident. I’m afraid you’ll have to wait just a bit longer.”
She’d hoped to quickly find out who was really behind it all, but Gray Jordan refused to cooperate, and things with Laird Jordan were a complete mess.
All Silvia could do now was keep investigating.
Her coworker shook her head with a smile, clearly not upset. With a comforting tone, she replied, “Silvia, it’s not really your fault. I don’t blame you for any of this. Guess I just got unlucky with my cravings.”
By the end, her self-deprecating humor lightened the mood considerably.
Seeing her colleague wasn’t upset, Silvia finally relaxed a little and returned to her office.

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