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Chapter 13: Brewing Storm
Author: Ositas Bliss
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Zoe’s grip tightened on the steering wheel as she sped through the expressway, her face stiff with fury and humiliation. Doris sat quietly beside her, glancing nervously from time to time.

She had seen her boss upset before, but not like this. Her heels tapped softly on the car mat, unsure if she should say something.

“Ma, maybe you should go home first,” Doris said carefully. “Just rest small… then tomorrow—”

“Doris,” Zoe snapped without looking. “Don’t cross your boundary.”

Doris quickly reclined into her seat and kept her mouth shut. She didn’t need a second warning.

The rest of the ride was tense and quiet. Doris didn’t know the full details of what happened inside that conference room at iNet Group, but one thing was clear—the presentation had failed, and her boss was in no mood for consolation.

When they arrived at Bennett Industries, Zoe stepped out briskly, ignoring the greetings of staff as she stormed through the glass doors. She didn’t wait for Doris to catch up. Her eyes w
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