In the office, Jenny was holding a cup of coffee, a stack of documents on the table waiting to be opened. Her gaze drifted toward the door. Everyone in the office was whispering about last night's incident. Seeing this, Mr. York's face darkened immediately. He rarely lost his temper, but now, red-faced, he scolded Polly, who was most boisterous, hovering around Fujena in the break room asking questions. "If you have time to gossip about your superiors in the office, you might as well read more books and grow a brain, idiot." After speaking, he looked at the others in the room. "The police have reached a conclusion. This was an accident, not intentional harm. Anyone caught spreading rumors will have to resign!" With that, he walked into his office without looking back, leaving everyone outside confused. "What's gotten into him? He's so angry. Ridiculous." Polly's face turned red and then pale. She flounced back to her seat.
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