Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 993:

Heidi nodded, then swept out of the lounge, making a beeline for the editor-in-chief’s office. Just outside the door, she spotted Yvonne seated at her desk, head bent in focus.

Sensing eyes on her, Yvonne looked up. Her gaze met Heidi’s—and held.

Heidi smiled, her pride shining like polished brass.

Yvonne offered only a faint, unbothered curl of her lips. That indifference made Heidi feel even more victorious. She lifted her chin, the picture of smug confidence, and strutted toward the office door to knock.

“Come in.”

Morse’s voice floated out. Heidi straightened her back and stepped inside.

Morse looked up briefly, then returned to his work. “Take a seat. What is it?”

Wiping the smugness from her face, Heidi replaced it with a carefully staged expression of panic. “Mr. Griffin, something terrible’s happened!”

Morse sighed, already massaging his temples. “What now? Calm down. Take a breath and tell me.”

A flicker of glee crossed Heidi’s eyes. “There’s an issue with the magazine Yvonne was in charge of! ‘Kitty Loves Fish’ is here because of it!”

She caught the subtle shift in Morse’s expression—surprise. She leaned in. “Last time, Yvonne messed up, but she wouldn’t admit it. And now? Another blunder. Honestly, her competence is one thing, but her character? That’s even more concerning.”

“Hold on.” Morse raised a hand.noveldrama

He squinted at her. “Did you say ‘Kitty Loves Fish’ is here?”

Heidi gave an eager nod. “Yes, she’s waiting for you in the lounge.”

Morse pushed back his chair with a huff and stood. “I invited her. She’s here to discuss a business collaboration.”

He sighed and paused. “There’s nothing wrong with the magazine Yvonne planned—or with Yvonne herself, as far as I can see. But you, Heidi—while you’re busy tailing your colleague like a watchdog, I haven’t even brought up the last mess you made. Where’s your sense of professionalism?”

𝒢𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝑒𝓍𝓉 → 𝓰aⳑ⧫𝗇𝗈⧫ν𝖊𝗅⧫𝘀⧫ⅽ⧫𝗈⧫𝗆

Color drained from Heidi’s face, leaving her pale and stunned. “That… that can’t be…”

“Better get your act together,” Morse snapped, already heading for the door.

But the moment he stepped out, he nearly bumped into Yvonne and Margie, both just about to knock.

“What is it now?”

“We want to report Heidi for violating company policy,” Margie hurried to explain.

Morse frowned, mulled it over for a moment, then nodded. “Go find the deputy editor—have her handle the meeting with ‘Kitty Loves Fish.'”

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